"Fire!!"

The Matilda tanks opened fire, the Reaper dodging the shots with ease. Almost every weapon was firing at the flying man, who was avoiding and kiting every hit.

"I'm bringing the pain, and the pizza in 30 minutes or it's free!", the Reaper yelled, firing a shot that hit a Matilda, damaging it. The Matilda backed away as the Reaper raced towards the ponies on the Churchill.

Rarity and Fluttershy covered their ears as the Churchill fired its main gun, the Reaper dodging the shot easily. "My grandma could fight better than you guys!!", the jet-pack trooper laughed.

The Ghost watched the fight from afar, leaning on a tree. Then his comm unit went off. "Yeah?", he said.

"Ghost X71362N report.", a static voice said.

"We encountered resistance, but Reaper C3 is dealing with it.", the Ghost said.

"Acknowledged. Tell him to fall back and regroup with Battle Group Alpha.", the voice said.

"Roger.", Ghost X71362N said. He shut off his comm unit and quickly cloaked.

The Churchill commander opened fire with his Colt Victory Model .45, the shots bouncing off the Reaper. "Ah, this is bullshit!", the commander yelled.

"These jets are burning my ass!!", the Reaper yelled, smacking the tank commander with his hand cannon. The British tank commander lay unconscious on the tank, as the Reaper aimed his gun at the man.

"Here comes the pain.", he said. Before he could pull the trigger, a pink blur blocked his vision.

"Hi there my name is Pinkie Pie I'm a pony that's a big box on your back and you look weird you can fly holy hay you need to let me on i wanna fly i wanna see how these jets burn your butt off and i heard you have a pizza has it been thirty minutes already you owe me a free pizza preferably without meat we're ponies and we eat vegan don't deny us your affection because we're vegan we still respect each other as a person right? Please answer me what's going on why are you still so frozen do you know what these guns do how high can you jump please answer me have you tried a cupcake they're so good especially when made with love and friendship and all the regular stuff I had a bakery but it blew up I'm sad please answer me please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please-"

"SHUT UP!!", the Reaper yelled angrily. He grabbed Pinkie Pie off of his face and hurled her at the Char. She impacted the tank violently, a loud *CLANG* filling the air. Applejack, Rarity, and Fluttershy stared in horror as Pinkie Pie was dislodged from the French tank, leaving a pony sized dent in the side. She fell and crumpled to the ground, knocked out.

"Pinkie Pie!", Rarity cried. She used her magic to levitate her friend over to the Churchill, as Fluttershy and Applejack attacked the shock trooper.

"You meanie!!", Fluttershy cried, using the Stare on the Reaper. The Reaper, unfazed, grabbed her by the mane and slammed her down on the tank, knocking her down for the count.

"C'mere!", Applejack yelled. She jumped up and kicked the Reaper, hard. The jump pack trooper growled before grabbing and hoisting Applejack by the neck. He glared her down with his yellow goggles.

"Fear the Reaper man.", he said, before throwing her next to Rarity, Pinkie Pie, and Fluttershy.

He turned to Rarity and strolled over to the four ponies. Rarity just stared up, petrified of this man.

A chuckle escaped the Reaper. "I like you.", he said. He raised his pistols at her friends. "That's why I'm gonna kill you last."

He was about to shoot when a hand grabbed his shoulder. The Reaper turned to see his fellow Ghost standing there, his C-20A rifle in his other hand.

"it's getting too hot! We gotta move.", the Ghost said. "We'll come back."

The Ghost turned away to cloak, as the Reaper turned to the ponies. Fluttershy was beginning to wake up.

"I love it when a plan comes together.", he said. The other men immediately opened fire. Gunfire caught his attention, and several rifle and machine gun shots bounced off his armor from the others around them.

"Finally! The life of a reaper man is always intense.", the Reaper said. He grabbed several demolition charges and threw them into the air. "GERONIMO!!"

He jumped off and flew away, as the charges went off. Fluttershy's ears rang from the explosion, before she looked up. From her slightly blurred vision, she saw the rain of shrapnel come down, and she shut her eyes.

Rarity, in a split second, immediately formed a shield with her magic as the shrapnel came down. Everyone was killed, and the tanks were ripped apart. Rarity and Fluttershy shut their eyes, as Applejack groaned and got up to see the shield.

When the rain stopped, the shield went away. Rarity stared at the devastation around her. The tanks were torn apart, even the King Tiger. All that was left of the Royal Guard escort was bloodied golden metal scraps. There was blood on the hole ridden ground around them. The only thing remaining was the Churchill which the shield had completely encased and protected.

The commander woke up. "Ugh...what happened?", he groaned. Rarity broke down, as did Fluttershy. Applejack took off her hat, as Pinkie Pie lay unconscious.

Over on Cloudsdale, the Viking continued to fire endlessly at the ponies and humans. the rounds ripped through the cloud cover, killing pilots and destroying planes left and right.

Rainbow Dash peeked from behind a cloud, before a round zipped by her. The Wonderbolts flew by, their lightning cannons blazing violently. A bolt zapped the Viking's arm, and the Viking turned to the Wonderbolt, its Gatling cannons blazing.

The storm of bullets ripped the Pegasus apart, the lightning cannon exploding. Everyone ducked and covered, as the Viking kept firing.

The Angel of Belladonna and the Reaper's Vanguard flew off, unbeknownst to the Viking. Rainbow Dash watched as the bombers escaped, before a shot glanced off a fighter near her.

Spitfire and High Winds stayed pinned to the cloud ground, as the Viking stomped forward.

A P-47 turned and opened fire with its eight 50 Cal. machine guns, the rate of fire adding up to almost 4800 rounds per minute. The Viking pilot recoiled from the sudden attack, its Gatling cannons stopping. The P-47 kept firing, until something shot into the fighter, causing it to suddenly explode.

Rainbow Dash looked up to see several rockets flying towards Cloudsdale. "Look out!!", she cried.

Soarin and Misty Fly ducked as a backlash rocket flew by and destroyed an FW 190.

A red AH/G-24 Banshee uncloaked from above the Viking, and opened fire. The rockets decimated fighters left and right, as the Viking opened fire again.

"Thanks, I owe ya.", the Viking pilot said.

The Banshee pilot smirked. "Maybe a drink after we're done?", she asked.

"Cut the chatter, you two. Just clear that floating city. Then we'll have enough room to forward a command center on the ground. I trust you two will handle it?", the radio crackled.

"Yes, command. We'll adjust as soon as all hostiles are clear.", the Viking said.

Several lightning cannons, now mounted on the Royal Guard, fired at the Banshee. The shots struck and coursed throughout the aircraft, before it dissipated.

By then, all the remaining pilots returned to whatever was left of their planes. "Fire!", the lead pilot said.

Two Spitfires, three Hurricanes, two FW 190s, a BF 109, four P-47s, and the Heinkel 111 opened fire as they raced towards the Viking. The Viking had no time to fire, and the Banshee tried to fire at the incoming planes taking off.

"My rockets are jammed! That damn lightning!", the Banshee pilot said. The Viking was rammed off the clouds, the assault suit spiraling to the ground as the planes shot by. Rainbow Dash, the Wonderbolts, and the Royal Guard chased after them.

The Banshee turned to chase, before the radio crackled to life. "Hey, I'm alright.", the viking pilot said. "Don't chase."

"But our orders were to-"

"Our orders were to get rid of them. They left, they're cleared out. Our job's done.", the Viking pilot said.

"Damn right it is.", command said. "Get your Dominion Special Force asses back to HQ."

The Banshee disarmed its rockets and flew to the ground, seeing the Viking transformed and flying down to a Dominion Planetary Fortress and an Orbital Command.

Elsewhere, the Hellbat stared down Jones's Sherman, with Twilight and Luna staring fearfully back.

The Hellbat pilot smirked. "What? no remark? No running off?", it said. It turned to Jones, holding up an arm. "Hey, you Terran?", he said.

"Uhh...", was all Jones could say.

Another Hellion drove over and transformed into a Hellbat, before whacking one of its its shield arms against the Hellbat.

"Enough! We have to clear out the area and leave. That's it.", the other Hellbat said. "Remember our orders. No unnecessary casualties."

The other Hellbat turned to see the molten tank on the ground. "You broke protocol already?"

Twilight turned and saw several ships flying towards their area. Two Dominion barracks and a factory(which is bigger than the barracks). Two Medivac dropships and a Wraith accompanied the large flying buildings.

"Fine.", the other Hellbat said. It turned around and began to push the Sherman tank back. "Anyway, go back home...make sure you keep a distance, and stay safe.", he said in a mock muttering tone. He pushed the tank back several meters before transforming into its car mode and driving off.

Twilight watched as the Medivacs landed, with two strange looking tanks rolling out of one, while several bulky armored men that looked strangely like the humans from Luna's vision. Twilight turned to Luna, and judging from her facial expression, those men were the same as the vision she showed less than an hour earlier.

"I think it's safe to say this scavenging mission is aborted.", Jones said. "Let's get back to base before they change their mind and decide to melt us."

A roaring sound filled the air, and two B-17 bombers flew back to base, barely visible above the clouds.

"Wait!", Twilight said. "Luna, you saw these, right?"

Luna was staring at the two strange looking tanks, which were transforming into some sort of spider looking creature. Its main gun turret stretched and stuck out into a large shock cannon.

"Luna!"

Luna jolted as her attention was drawn away from the tank, back to Twilight. "Oh, uh, yes?", she said.

"You saw these?", Twilight repeated.

"Yes, I did.", Luna said. "They were monsters...but that vision was from the future. I don't understand."

"Neither do I, princess. We must ask them.", Twilight said. She was about to hop off the Sherman when Jones grabbed her by her neck, pulling her back on the tank.

"Excuse me? You saw Malkin, right? He was downright melted!", Jones said. "I dunno, but I'd rather bring a princess or two back alive guaranteed rather than risk that robot of theirs."

"Well, we can't do anything else but-", Twilight began, before a roar filled the air.

Several planes and Pegasi flew back towards the base, some getting shot down. Two Wraith fighters were chasing the planes, firing missiles at the planes. Each missile was a hit, as fighter planes getting hit and knocked down.

"What the-", Jones said, before he was cut off by a loud *whoosh*. He turned to see Twilight galloping towards the alien base.

"My God...", he muttered, before turning to Luna. "Get back to your sister. I'll make sure Twilight doesn't get hurt."

"But-", Luna said. Jones glared at the lunar princess, making her shut up.

"Go!", Jones said. Luna nodded and got off the Sherman, before galloping away.

Jones lowered himself under the cupola and put on his tanker helmet. He kicked the tank driver's shoulder and gestured for them to follow.

The alicorn raced towards the base, Jones's Sherman following close behind them. They reached the command center, which was massive. Two SCVs left the base, towards a makeshift dig site. Two marines, a medic, and a marauder stood next to a bunker, with a locked down siege tank looking around.

Twilight slipped around the base and hid behind a barracks and its tech lab. Two more marines walked out of the barracks, chatting. Twilight hurried past the barracks and towards a factory, which was even bigger. She looked around, as two Vulture bikes raced by. She looked to another building, and her eyes widened.

The Starport was massive, being bigger than the command center. Twilight watched as a Banshee flew out the opening on top.

Twilight snuck inside the Starport's massive ramp, before climbing up to the main hall. She looked around while trotting through the empty hallway. She hid behind a pillar as two pilots walked by.

"What is this place?", Twilight muttered. She wandered the area, until she reached a balcony.

She stepped out on it, and her eyes widened. Six stories below her, were several hangars all arranged facing inward as a circle. Wraith fighters, Banshees, Raven drones, Vikings, and medivac dropships were in the hangars, with hundreds of workers and pilots working around.

"Wow...", Twilight muttered. The sound of a door opening broke her awe, and she quickly hid behind the doorway. A Viking pilot flirting with a Banshee pilot walked by, giggles and talking fading away. Twilight breathed a sigh of relief, before she went back to exploring the place.

Jones's Sherman stayed in a mass of giant bushes, with Jones sneaking into the Starport not too far away. "Hope she's in here.", he breathed.

Twilight went and explored the station, all while staying hidden from any crew members inside. She reached a giant room where several workers and crew were on holograms and computers.

"Command wants the Starport back to the Relentless.", the captain said.

"The last Viking squadron should be taking off now. Prepare for liftoff."

Twilight blinked, before the whole Starport rumbled violently.

In the Starport bar, everyone stumbled slightly. The pilots in the hangar held on to something, let it be the their fighters or the wall. Jones clutched a pillar nearby as the whole Starport began to hover.

The landing pads jolted, and steam hissed from the vents of the large craft. The warning lights outside blinked and flared, as marines and medics cleared the takeoff zone. Twilight watched as the bridge locked down, the window shutters opening, and the hallway lights flashing red.

The massive building hovered high and higher, as it slowly gained altitude. The lights stopped blinking, and Twilight looked around. Two Banshees and two Wraiths hovered along with the massive building.

Twilight watched from a window as the blue of the sky slowly turned into the black of space. A Hercules mass troop transport flew downward, as the silhouette of something in space got closer.

"I'm...in space.", Twilight thought. She didn't see the humongous Gorgon-class Battlecruiser get closer.

Elsewhere...

At the base, a BMW R-75 roared as Jack twisted the handle. Din sat in the sidecar, holding onto an MG-34 mounted on the side.

"Be back soon!", Edward yelled.

"Don't worry!", Jack said, smirking. He twisted the handle again, and the motorcycle and sidecar took off down the hill. Two more BMW R-75 motorcycles took off as well, both with sidecars and armed with MG-34 machine guns. Behind them were two Kübelwagens, each with twin MG-42 mounts on them.

Jack looked around with his one good eye, and steered towards the convoy around through the forest. When they reached the other side of the forest, his eyes widened when he saw something in front of him. "What is that?", he asked.

His sidecar companion held up a pair of binoculars and looked through it. A Medivac was landed, with two marines standing outside the ramp.

"Enemies.", Din said. Jack turned to the Kübelwagens, and two men with Kar 98s climbed out. They crawled to the front and took aim.

The marines had their visors down, but it wasn't difficult to tell where the heads were. The men pulled their bolts, and squeezed the trigger.

Two shots ripped through one marine's visor, killing him. The other grabbed his Gauss rifle and started looking around in alarm.

The two men looked at each other incredulously. "Ich dachte, du hast den richtigen!!", one said.

"Nein, ich hatte das eine auf der rechten Seite, du hattest das auf der linken Seite!!", the other guy said.

Din took a Swedish Model 1894 from a box mounted on the sidecar, and took aim, pulling the bolt. He fired once and pulled the bolt, before firing again. One shot cracked the visor at an angle, while the other bullet scored a headshot.

"Thank you.", Jack said. He turned back to the Terran dropship down the hill. "Now let's see what that is."

Somewhere else far away, two BT-42s and a Vickers tank hid in the bushes, as Ahti watched with binoculars. He looked back to his squad and his tank crew.

"Meidän on lopetettava varjot täällä.", he said.

Author's Note

Vikings are BADASS. This Viking is technically my OC.

Sad thing is, they don't last long. SO...you can BET that this Viking will last.

Hope you enjoyed.