Spectric Union Harvester Protocall

The inside of the enforcer chariot was surprisingly empty, the doors had two small windows but in my current position I couldn't see anything through them. There was a small doorway to the driver's cabin, but again, tiny windows. The rest of the chariot was empty and metal, there was nothing in the back except for me, and the two enforcers who put me in here.

With my hooves and wings bound, there was not much I could do, I desperately searched for a way to get out. Should I try to convince the enforcers to let me go, no that would never work. I could try to wiggle my wings free, but there tied up strong, it would take too long, and even with my wings free, how would I get the door open to fly away, I didn't know how the door, or for that matter how most enforcer tech worked.

If I did escape through the door, and if the enforcers didn't shoot me before I got out, they would just follow me, they are also pegasai. Could I overpower one, but there are two, If I got one, then the second would kill me, And if I did knock out the two enforcers, then I would still have to deal with the driver.

No idea seemed like a good one, I just fell to the floor, unmoving, while I tried to plan my escape. The floor was warm, so was the wall. the enforcers stared at me, the reflective glass on their helmets reflected me lying in the corner. The hum of the auto-chariot's engines reverberated through the metal box I was trapped in, being taken to where ever the spectric union take ponies. Was I going to be turned into spectra like my mother's stories said, or was I going to be experimented on, would it hurt, was I going to survive.

Suddenly I heard something coming from the driver's cab, a machine making noises, and the enforcer driver saying something, what ever he said I couldn't hear from through the door, just the muffled shouts. The two enforcers looked worried, and they rushed towards the cab door.

Right as the enforcers reached the door, I felt the vehicle shake, and heard something hit the chariot, then a wave of rainbow colored electricity flowed through the entire chariot, the lights from the drivers cab when out, the enforcers suddenly stopped speaking, the glowing blue door panels went black, and then entire room became devoid of almost all light.

I felt the entire ship lurch forward, the humming coming from the engines ceased, and I suddenly slid forward, the back doors swung open, and everything was being pulled out, the enforcers grabbed on to the cab door with their wings, I was tossed out, The darkness of the undercity was surrounding me.

I got my wings free in time and hovered in place as I gathered my breath. The enforcers had not gotten out of the chariot before It smashed into the ground. The undercity was a giant forest of scrap metal and giant support beams that held the entire city up, It has only been thirty years since the spectric union overthrew the government and installed themselves as the rulers of pony kind, to think that they could have built a city this big was beyond me. The giant support beams kept the entire city from collapsing, and all of the trash from above finds it's way down here eventually.

The ground was covered in toxic mud, radioactive waste, the bones of those whom have fallen down here clutter the ground, and some hang from the spires of scrap metal that jutted up from the floor, even the air wasn't safe to breath on the ground level, but fortunately I was flying several dozen meters above.

I saw a small flash of light come from a small hole in a support beam, not knowing where else to go, I flew over to the metal beam to see what It was. Two ponies stood in the hole hollowed out beam, both wearing forge worker suits like mine, with an enforcers mask and helmet attached to the suit. Where the ponies cutie marks should be on the suit there was a symbol of a lightning bolt, crossed out with a red X. One was a tall but slightly thin stallion, the other one looked exactly like the mare who I was chasing, minus the helmet of course.

The stallion had some sort of auto-loading rocket launcher, and the mare had a modified prism rifle, with a scope mounted on the top, and several bits of machinery connected to the barrel, and a piece of glass mounted on the end of the barrel.

"Who are you?" I asked once I landed on the hollowed out chunk of support.

The stallion spoke in a gruff old stallion's voice with a strange sounding accent " We are what the union calls "terrorists" but we are here to save you, and all the rest of ponies being taken to celestia knows where."

"We'll tell you more once you get back to base... right now we have to stay behind and save any more that fly through this route," The mare said in a more serious tone then the stallion, " Take these, you'll need them."

Rainbow-colored energy appeared around the mare's hooves and swirled around in an almost beautiful fashion, then two objects, one a small pistol, and the other a salvaged respirator from an enforcer's mask. Some how this mare was using magic despite being an earth pony, but we had no time for questions, time was of the essence, I was now a fugitive in the company of terrorists.

I equipped the respirator, and gripped the gun in my wing, " Follow the red arrows, they will lead you to ponyille, from there another resistance agent will lead you to our camp, got that!" The stallion shouted.

I nodded in agreement, then I asked "But down there is filled with dangerous chemicals, acids and radioactives."

then the mare replied "That suit of yours is designed for working in a metal forge, what ever it's made from it will protect you from most of the waste down there, just don't go dipping your face in the sludge."

I flew down to ground level, my metal boots sunk down into the thick, deadly mud, the crashed auto-chariot was beginning to sink into the muck, and the enforcer's bodies with it. The bones of dead ponies lined the floor, and pieces of other crashed chariots dotted the landscape, I guess I wasn't the first pony they've saved.

I saw painted on an old piece of pipe, a red arrow pointing down a small path in the forest of metal struts. Following the arrow I trudged through the filth, the hoof prints of other ponies made a path to follow. No light could reach down here, but fortunately I had brought my flashlight to help guide me. Every pony needs a flash light if you live farther down in the city, no light reaches down that far, I've never seen natural sunlight.

The path was long and confusing, voices echoed from above, must have been bellow a more popular city area. trash occasionally rained down from above, and strange noises echoed through the undercity, any pony who survives a fall down here won't be coming back up unless they are a pegasus, the moans of distant ponies sent chills up my spine, and the echoing noises of auto chariots made the entire undercity a far more unsettling place then expected.

An enforcer auto chariot flew by, the rainbow trail of it's engines making a path through the pillars of metal, I hid behind a plate of scrap metal, I didn't want it to see me. The chariot flew by and continued off to it's destination, presumably caring some more ponies who had been abducted.

I followed the signs some more, a few of the signs were hard to recognize, some being eaten away by the corrosive nature of the undercity, but I continued forward, until I came to a small clearing in the metal forest. It was a large empty space in the undercity, it extended left and right for as far as the eye could see, this was underneath a skyway. There lying in the muck was a half-dissolved dead foal, the same foal who was accidentally tossed off the railing when the enforcers had abducted the old mare and her family.

It would have brought tears to the eyes of most ponies, but this was the way of Canterlot, some times ponies fall down, and die down here. The foal was slowly being eaten away by the corrosive and radioactive mud, I nearly vomited once I saw that half of the foals head was missing.

I continued on, following the signs when I heard the sound of an auto chariot draw close. An enforcer auto chariot flew over, I hoped that it would simply fly away, but it stopped once It was over the clearing. The chariot landed, and exiting out of the back were three enforcers and a griffon enforcer.

Griffon enforcers were rare, I've only see five in my entire life, this one being the fifth. The other enforcers had the standard prism rifles, but the griffon was caring a far more intimidating weapon. some kind of short gun, the griffon carried it by a handle on the bottom, It had a tank of spectra on the bottom like the prism rifles, but instead of a glowing firing chamber, it had some kind of three-chambered tank, a pipe was extending from the spectra tank and connected to one of the six chambers in the gun, each chamber had multi-colored light emanating from it, and a short barrel was extending from the revolving cylinder.

The griffon and the other enforcers started to search the area. The enforcers all went in different directions, but the enforcer griffon was heading in mine. I pulled out my pistol, I couldn't fight them, but having my gun out made me feel somewhat better.

I had to run, the griffon would surely find me here. I jumped out of my cover, the griffon stepped back in surprise as I ran for a small hallway in the forest of metal. The other enforcers took shots at me with their prism rifles, but when surprised like this only two shots hit me. When the rainbow lasers from the enforcer's prism rifles hit me I thought I was dead for sure, but It appears that the blasts from their rifles don't do much against what ever my suit was made from.

Then the griffon fired his giant gun at me, there was a big blast of multi-colored light from his gun, and I could see multiple shards of crystal flying at me, each glowing a different color, and leaving behind a trail in the same color as the shard. The shards moved relatively slowly, but the gun was far from inaccurate as I felt several shards of crystal cut across my back.

I slammed into the wall , but using my wings I kept myself upright, I didn't want any of the toxic sludge on the floor getting in the open wounds on my back. The griffon pulled some kind of lever on the side of his gun, and the cylinder rotated, one of the three cylinders was moved into the place of the first, and the first was refilled with spectra. good now I know how the gun works.

I ran down a corridor in the forest of metal "You stay here, I'm going after this bitch," the griffon shouted to the rest of the enforcers.

I ran into one of the more cluttered parts of the undercity, hundreds of discarded barrels and crates were just left lying around, there were giant piles of trash that towered above me, and old pieces of machinery just left to rot.

I could see the griffon, he was following the trail of blood I had left from the open wounds on my back. I needed to stop the bleeding soon or I would faint, and then either he would find me unconscious, or I would lie there until the toxic mud ate me.

The griffon was almost on top of my hiding spot, The griffon thought he would catch me by surprise, but he was wrong. I came out of cover, and before the griffon could react I fired a shot from my gun. The bullet impacted the top left of his helmet, the one-way glass helmet shattered but the bullet didn't kill the griffon, but he was certainly surprised.

With a buck to the face I knocked the griffon to the ground, and before the griffon could react, I grabbed the griffon's shotgun with my wing. Pointing the giant shotgun at the griffon's face, a look of terror filled his eyes mere moments before I pulled the trigger.

The shards from the shotgun cut into the griffon's head, killing him instantly. but there was no time to settle down, after hearing my pistol shot, and the sounds of fighting, I could here the rest of the enforcers run this way.

I found the trail again and ran for my life, trying to get distance between me and the clearing before the enforcers decide to chase me. I continued to follow the trail, I needed a break. I was all out of breath, my back was still in pain, but I had managed to stop the bleeding with the cloth the enforcers had bound my wings with.

I needed to rest, but I pushed on, and after another twenty minutes of trotting as fast as my wounded and tired body could, I saw a door built into the side of a giant concrete wall. There was less trash or filth over here, and the ground felt solid, It felt weird, I had never walked on solid dirt before, I had only heard stories from my mother of how walking on dirt feels like.

The door had a giant red arrow pointing at it, I figured this was the way out of the city. I was excited, I haven't felt this way in my entire life, I've only felt fear, boredom, and anger, but never excitement before. I walked forward and opened the door, There was several more meters of solid concrete corridor, but at the end there was another door, and this one had a window build into it, and a bright light shined through it, brighter then any light I had ever seen.