Fallout Metro at Dark

We all ran across a metal walkway that overlooked cages of ponies below. All of whom screamed and rattled in their cages begging to be let out. Several noticed me shaking the bars of their cage. Screaming out 'monster' when they saw me. They must have felt betrayed to see me standing among Nazis.

"Ve're goink to hafe to retreat!" Bombshell exclaimed in her german accent. Only ever doing it around her soldiers. "Leafe zee prisoners! Zey'll do our job for us!"

"Help us!"

"Somepony!"

The lost souls of ponies who were doomed to meet their fate at the hands… Er… hooves. Of the Red Army.

They would either be conscripted among their ranks and used as fodder or be sent to be sent as digger. Expanding the tunnels and in search of hidden secrets built into the metro as the government had hidden military installations that were secretly integrated. Planned ahead as the government knew the end was coming. When nuclear fire would cleanse the earth and obliterate everyday life as we knew it.

Our footsteps hurriedly stomped on the metal walkway as we ran in a full sprint. Acting quick as we did not have much time left.

"Quick, head for zee train!" Bombshell instructed as the soldiers retreated as several soldiers began setting charges at the end of the bridge. Preparing to slow the opposing enemy down.

The door behind us exploded as Red Army soldiers came out guns ready. "Give up you fascist pigs!"

"Blow zee bridge!" Bombshell exclaimed as she rounded the corner of the bridge as she dove out of harm's way.

The ponies ran faster on four legs, nearly outpacing me. They were like little dogs running. My only advantage over them was the longer strides of my own two legs.

All the ponies outpaced me as I began to slow down, still injured from recent events.

The bitch didn't even wait for me! The Nazi soldiers gave me a blank look as they clicked the detonator.

I jumped as the bridge's support beams were blown from under me sending the bridge careening down below landing at the largest cage at the bottom.

I screamed out as I reached out for the end of the bridge grabbing ahold of the edge as I swung in place just barely hanging on as the weight of my equipment pulled down on me.

"Ahh!" I groaned as I felt the ligaments in my fingers straining to hold all the wait pulling down.

It felt like the pit of hell erupted beneath me and the lost souls of screams were threatening to drag me down.

I felt my grip sleeping as I flexed my arms to their limits trying to pull myself up.

"Get your ass up!" Blaze grabbed my right arm and Bonesaw grabbed my left, together they pulled me up.

"You're heavy!" Bonesaw cried out straining as the two pulled me up.

"Put your back into it!" Blaze chimed.

They got me out of harm's way helping me to my feet as Bonesaw helped steady me as I panted from exertion as she walked me to safety.

"They're getting away!" A red army soldier fired his rifle in our direction and the opposing Nazis fired back.

"Find another way around!"

"That mare…" I grumbled angrily. The cowardly Nazi didn't even hesitate to sacrifice me to save her own skin. To think I was starting to trust the damn Nazi. I must have been an idiot for lowering my guard.

We followed the evacuating Nazis watching them hop onto a train. Loading up their injured as they prepared to take off. Bombshell was screaming out commands in her germane language making it difficult to understand.

"Hey! I was still on the bridge you bitch!" I shouted at the german mare. The Nazi unicorn ignored me as she kept yelling out commands. "Hey!" I gripped her by the horn tugging on her to look at me.

"Ugh!" The mare yelped, going cross eyed for a moment.

"What are you doing?!" Bonesaw exclaimed.

"This bitch almost killed me!" I lifted Bombshell off her hooves slamming her back against the train cart.

Her face reddened, "Ah!" Bombshell moaned out. It was only then what I realized what I had done.

"Hunter!" Bonesaw bucked me behind my knees causing me to fold over like a foldable chair. Releasing the mare as I collapsed.

Bombshell got up on shaky legs Bonesaw got in the Nazis face. "You stay away from him!" She scolded the mare.

"... What are you talking about?" Bombshell scowled at the nurse as she spoke normally once more dropping the whole evil Nazi act.

Sitting up on the station edge I glared at both mares. “You almost killed me!” I pointed at Bombshell. “And you, you stay out of this missy!”I ordered Bonesaw, getting back on my feet.

“Excuse me? But why are you grabbing her by the horn?!” Bonesaw stomped a hoof stomping as steam flared from her nose looking mad.

“Because it was easy to grab! Why should that matter-” Bombshell stayed quiet blushing awkwardly. Getting on the train as I followed her as what the nurse said came to the forefront of my mind. I had grabbed the mare’s horn. “-Sorry.” I began to say when Bombshell whipped around to stand on her hindlegs as she whipped her hoof towards my face. *Slap*

“Don’t talk to me. You swine.” The mare got back on all four as she walked off into the luxury part of the train cart. Walking off to who knows where.

Bonesaw and Blaze followed me as the train suddenly lurched forward as the train began to move, taking us away from here.

“Pretty rough with the ladies huh?” Blaze chuckled, punching my shoulder playfully. “How were her grooves?”

Bonesaw was next to kick Blaze in the shin, making him cry out jumping up and down as she clutched his leg. “That's not funny!”

“You have issues, beautiful.” Blaze cringed when the nurse gave him a harsh look.

I had just sexually assaulted the Nazi mare. I had learned what it meant to grab and stroke a unicorns horn as it was described to me by that one unicorn nazi officer I had captured. Grabbing him by the horn for leverage only to be informed that it was a very taboo thing in their culture to touch another’s horn.

“I should apologize.” I rubbed my bruised cheek from where the strike had landed. Pony hooves hurt! They might look small and cute and cuddly but for the love of war: Their hooves hurt! I was surprised to hear myself say that. To apologize to a Nazi of all people. I was really losing it.

“What?! She almost killed you!” Bonesaw stomped a hoof snorting with anger. She really seemed to hate the mare.

“True.” I mused as I took a seat at one of the luxury booths. Blaze sat across from me and Bonesaw sat beside me.

Yet both me and Bombshell could agree that sexual assault was not allowed in our moral grounds. We still retained honor. To be the bigger person. Maybe she didn’t mean to blow the bridge before I could cross?

“I don’t like that look.” Bonesaw commented, crossing her hooves across her chest. “Ahem.” She called out loudly to grab my attention. “Are you forgetting something?”

“What?”

She glared at me. “Nevermind.” She huffed angrily, getting up from her seat and stormed off angrily.

I watched the nurse pony go. Watching as her blond tail bobbed behind her as she left the train cart moving to another part of the train. Closing the door behind her.

“Hey come on, I’m still here buddy.” Blaze said, waving a talon in my face. “Don’t be looking at her like that.”

“What? I was just looking at her tail.” I said nonchalantly, not understanding why he could be so defensive.

He grabbed me by the collar pulling me across the table. “Bombshell was one thing but Bonesaw?!”

“It’s just a tail.” I repeated as I glared at the Griffon.

“Her tail!”

“What’s the big deal?!” I shouted at him.

“She’s my mare! You can’t be looking at her tail like that!” Blaze shouted.

“What’s that even mean?! She’s a mare, yes I get that. Your mare? Your woman?” I asked dumbfounded, trying to understand what he was saying.

“Woman?! What?!”

“Your girlfriend?”

“Yes!”

“Didn’t she say you weren’t together or something like that?”

He released me as he slouched in his seat sliding down dejectedly. “We broke up.”

“Well, you can do better.” I told him not wanting to tell him I nonconsensually slept with her. It was all Bonesaw but I was not too sure Blaze would take too kindly to that information.

“Why? She’s a good mare. Caring too.” The griffon blushed thinking about the mare. “Especially her soft… plush plot… I remember when I tapped that.”

“Sure?” I raised a brow. “So, you two had quite the history?” I asked.

“We sure did.” Blaze said in blissful thought, thinking back to the time he and her shared an intimate moment together, “That dirt pony was my girl… still is!” He pointed an aggressive claw my way.

I held up my hands defensively. “I never claimed her.” that wasn’t completely true as my primal mind claimed her as my own after I finished shooting my load in her.

“Of course not. You aren’t stallion enough for her.”

‘I beg to differ’ My thoughts ran rampant in challenge. ‘Shut up, brain!’

“True, I am not a stallion. Where I’m from I’m a ‘Man’.”

“Man?”

“Yes, I’m a man.”

After that we both went quiet just sizing each other up.

“Mind checking on Bonesaw and I go check on Bombshell?”

“Knock yourself out.” Blaze said getting up from his seat ready to tend to the nurse. I did the same to apologize to the Nazi officer. I had crossed a line and my honor could only be restored by taking it like a man.

“Till then.”

“Till then.”

Both of us did a 180 as me turned away from each other and went our separate ways.

***Big Stuff POV***

“Hunter over here!” I cried out for the ranger I had just met the day before. Gripping the iron bars as I rattled in my cage. Watching as he ran alongside the Nazis. My heart dropped as I stopped to stare in shock and awe. I couldn’t believe my eyes.

He was with them?

“Blow zee bridge!” the commanding mare exclaimed as the bridge exploded sending metal and smoke down into the pit of cages. The captured ponies coughed and wheezed as metal stabbed into a select unlucky few.

Hunter jumped out of view as the Red Army soldiers wearing the olive drab uniforms took his place. "They're getting away!" A red army soldier fired his rifle in our direction and the opposing Nazis fired back.

"Find another way around!"

I rubbed my eyes as the hope that had left as quickly as it came.

***Hunter POV***

I knocked on the door patiently waiting for an answer. I had tracked her down to her first class cabin.

“Voo is it?!” Came the accented response.

“It’s me Hunter.” I answered.

“Go. Away!” She dropped the accent instantly.

“I’m sorry but I can’t do that.” I was putting my foot down on the matter. My pride and honor would not let me back down as I had wronged a lady. Pony or not this was wrong. If this was some sort of Dark Ones test to break me they were failing. I had to stay true to my character from before the nukes. Stay true… I had to stay true.

Even after all this time I was losing myself. Senselessly killing mutant monsters. Fighting factions. Man or animal. Anything that stood in my way had me running through them. So much killing I had lost a sense of myself.

Perhaps it was an innocent part. As every child is born pure. Only growing up and experiencing life does it shape your perspective on life. I was once just a boy. Who lived a normal life. Had a normal family. Saw what good could exist in such a twisted and truly evil world.

If I wanted the world to change I had to make a difference.

I was not a religious man but I must say that God no longer exists. Heaven, Hell, and purgatory no longer exist. There is no room for mystical bullshit. There was only me and these creatures. I had to be better. I had to do better.

“And why not?!”

“Because I have to make things right!”

“...”

“Please…”

The door opened to reveal an uninterested Bombshell. “Make things right huh?” A pistol was pointed at me hovering in her magic aura.

“Yes.” I carefully took a knee. Reaching up I removed my helmet. “I came to say sorry.” I admitted hoping she would understand. “I should have not grabbed you there.”

“Where?!” She glared at me, poking my chest with her pistol threatening to shoot me through my jacket.

“By your horn. How may I regain your forgiveness?”

“Grovel at my hooves.” Bombshell said with a dark expression.

“If that is what you wish.” I placed my helmet down on the ground. Bowing at the mare as if in prayer. Yet I did not beg. Instead I repeated how sorry I was. “Sorry, I did not mean to touch you there. I don’t know how pony culture works. I first saw unicorns yesterday.”

“And you lied about being a dragon!” She pistol whipped me on the back of the head. Making me reach over to protect my skull from further assault.

“The fuck?!”

“You are a liar Hunter! If that is your real name.”

“It is.” I said, raising my head to look up at her. “Now I have a better idea.”

“Which is?” The beautiful blond placed the barrel of the gun against my forehead.

I extended my hand out exposing my palm. “Allow me.”

“To what?” She didn’t look impressed throwing her mane as it gracefully bounced her hat staying put in its original position. Comically never falling off.

“Scratch behind your ears.”

“EXCUSE ME?!” She screamed at me.

Afraid she was going to fire I moved my head aside as I pushed the gun up to avoid the presumed shot. I lunged at the mare tackling her.

“Ah! Get off me!” She reared her forelegs preparing to kick me but I pinned her down straddling her as she lifted items throwing them at me. “OFF!”

I unloaded the pistol as she leaned forward biting my stomach.

“Gah! You bitch!” I gripped her horn. Instantly the assault stopped as she went cross eyed just like before a blush forming on her cheeks.

And just like that we were at peace. It was like a grace period. As long as my hand was on her horn she was immobilized. I was actually scared to let her go. Not wanting to know what she’d do to me.

Carefully I watched as the mare began to pant as I gently moved my hand up and down her horn feeling the spiraling grooves. I observed her as she stuck her tongue out like an adorable dog enjoying a belly rub.

I smiled as she reminded me of my childhood dog. My best friend who disgusted me and made my day all at the same time. The sweet innocent years of youth.

Taking my time I removed my hand scooping the mare in my arms as I looked around the room to see how luxurious the palace was. With a clean stylized couch and bed. Taking the mare to the bed I took a seat as I looked down to the tiny horse in my arms.

“Feeling better?”

*Smack*

“You are the worst-”

I gripped her horn as the universe returned to peace and quiet. Listening to the ambience of the train as it moved through the tunnels.

I looked down at the mare seeing how cute she looked. A cute fluffy animal. She looked like one you’d see in a contest. Her mane and tail were well kept. She must brush every second she can to not have any tangles in her mane. Removing my hand from her horn I ran it through her mane tickling her ears. The ears flicked around as if to smack my invading fingers away.

Her mane was softer than silk and her ears were just as gentle. Carefully I began to scratch behind her ears watching as her expression changed to a happy one. The same look Bonesaw had when I scratched there.

Bombshell held her eyes closed enjoying the attention as I serviced her adorable ears pushing her Nazi hat off her head. Getting more access to her mane.

She hummed happily, nuzzling the air. The Nazi mare swished her tail brushing it up against my side. Telling me that she liked it.

I could only smile as she reminded me of my pet dog. My Yorkie, named Chewy. My stupid, loyal, adorable friend.

“Am I forgiven for my transgressions?” I asked.

“Yeah so good~” Bombshell moaned out in utter pure bliss as she swished her hips from side to side rolling over onto her belly to rest her chin on my forearm rubbing her chin against me. I continued to scratch behind her ears to show how sorry I was.

Normally for Bonesaw I would stop believing she had enough but this mare had been through a lot today. It didn’t feel right just leaving her. So I stayed until she fell asleep peacefully. Hoping she slept without the disruption of nightmares.

Asleep I tucked her in the bed. Going to the door I closed it, locking it as well I set my helmet down as well as my rucksack. I laid myself over the couch finally ready to catch some good shut eye. Heaven knows I needed it. As Bonesaw said, ‘You need to rest’ or something like that…