Chapter 2: The Beginning of the End

Blistering Snow’s POV: 3 Months Earlier

“Celestia damn it! How do you even know Storm is even in this stupid fucking town Longshot!?” The pegasus clad in combat practically scream at at his friend, the other mare just chuckled and continued to watch.

Ugh… Was it really too much to ask for 10 minutes of quite? Ever since these idiots started accompanying me last week they constantly bickered. The stallions and mare accompanying me were friends I had made a few weeks prior, they’d just been wandering when they decided to help me deal with some raiders. Afterwards we all had a long talk, I asked them if they’d be willing to help with a problem I had to deal with. They said yes obviously.

I guess I should introduce them, the pegasus currently screaming his head off at his friend was named Bomber. He was of an average build and had a orange coat any blue mane, his cutie mark was a grenade covered in a magical aura. He was clad in A high collared EOD style suit of armor, and had a grenade launcher and a standard battle rifle mounted on his battle saddle, he was the explosives expert of the group. He also had a attitude problem… anger issues and explosives are dangerous combination I’d say from what I’ve seen so far.

The short and lanky pegasus Bomber was currently screaming at was named Longshot. He was clad in some kind of recon armor, I’d never seen him take it off so i had no idea what his cutiemark was, but from what I’ve seen he had a black coat and a dar gray main. He was the sniper and ‘techie’ of the group. I internally smirked think of this, I was actually trained as a combat engineer so I enjoyed rubbing it in his face sometimes.

The quiet mare who was laughing at the argument, well her name is Incendiary. She… was a pyromaniac, AND a field medic… A terrifying combination in my opinion, she had a flaming red cross for a cutiemark. She was a crimson unicorn mare with light pink hair, she was also of average size. She was clad in standard issue combat armor… But had a massive flamethrower on her back along with molotov cocktails, and fuel tanks in pouches all over her armor. She also had saddle bags covering the flanks of her armor with a red cross on them.

I decided to chime in on their conversation, “I admit Longshot, how do you know this Storm pony is even in this town?” The black stallion looked over to me before sighing deeply and speaking softly.
“I don’t, there is NO guarantee he’s there. However it is the most recent place his located pinged at, therefore it is the best place to begin our look for him.” He explained while speaking softly and reservedly.

A loud and happy sigh was released from behind me and I saw Incendiary was positively beaming with joy written all over her face. “I can’t wait to see the big guy! Can you guy’s believe it’s been three years since we’ve seen Bullet Storm? I’m so excited to be back with my Stomy Wormy!”

I snorted, “Stormy Wormy?” I looked at her inquisitive and raised an eyebrow, before glancing at Bomber and Longshot only to see Bomber who was hovering perform a facepalm of epic proportions, and Longshot to let out a loud sigh.

“Yep! Storm is my special somepony!” She declared enthusiastically. She then narrowed her eyes at me, “He’s MINE so DON’T get any ideas!” she said menacingly.

I looked back over to the stallions as they burst out laughing. “Yours!? That’s news to us! Last time we checked he would hardly even acknowledge you after you practically jumped his bones!” yelled Bomber loudly, while he exclaimed this Longshot and Incendiary’s faces were adorned with blushes. Why was Longshot blushing?

I looked at him inquisitively, “I walked in at the wrong time. It’s a long story.” he said quietly as his blush intensified.

That would explain it, I looked forward as we walked into the town. Ponies meandered about and only one or two paid us any attention. “So what are we looking for?” I asked because I didn’t actually know what this Storm pony looked like.

Bomber spoke in a deadpan voice, “Well, I don’t see mutilated and perforated corpses around so we can’t follow that trail. So look for the biggest and meanest looking pony around.” I stopped at that. This Bullet Storm pony sounded like he must be a brutal fighter.

“To find him quickly we should split up to look.” Stated Longshot quietly, I agreed and the others nodded before Incendiary cheered and trotted away at a fast pace.

As the manic mare walked away Longshot gave me a radio earpiece. I looked at him curiously before putting it in my ear. “They have crappy range, aren’t all that great, and they don’t relay messages very clearly but they’re the best we currently have. If any of us find Storm we’ll radio each other. If Incendiary finds him…” Longshot said before trailing off.

“… we just follow the sound of comotion.” Bomber finished for him. I nodded and we split up to search.

20 minutes later: Blistering Snow’s POV:

CRASH! “KICK THEIR FLANKS STORM!” I jumped as I was startled after seeing a pony fly through the window of a building that looked like a bar a few hundred hoffs away from me. I started trotting at a brisk pace towards the commotion and sighed. I guess Incendiary found Storm. As I trotted I saw Longshot and Bomber flying towards me at a brisk pace before landing beside me and trotting with me towards the commotion.

“THIS is why we try to keep those two separated.” Bomber deadpanned spectacularly. No shit captain obvious. We reached the front of the building I had indeed confirmed to be a bar, I pushed open the door just in time to see one of the biggest ponys I’d ever seen slam an earth ponies face into a table, once, twice, and three times. After the third time the large stallion grabbed onto the small stallions mane with his teeth and sent him flying across the bar.

I counted at least 7 ponys around lying around the bar in various states of consciousness and varied amounts of injury. “Storm! It’s SO good to see you again!” I heard our resident pyromaniac squeak while blushing like a tomato before trying to rub up against the side of the stallion I knew as storm. Key word be tried as the massive stallion simply sidestepped her. She fell to the floor with a surprised eep. She lay there pouting and mumbling things I couldn’t hear.

“Storm. In all seriousness, you really need to find a new hobby. You can’t just keep going around breaking ponies.” Said Bomber in his usual deadpan voice. I saw Storm slightly smirk before grunting inquisitively. “BECAUSE it leaves a bad reputation for the rest of us, you have any idea how hard it was establishing my reputation?” Bomber replied.

“Which reputation? The one you have because of your ego, or the one because your a sarcastic jackass?” said Incendiary from her place on the floor while grinning slightly. I saw Storm roll his eyes in what I figured was amusement. Celestia damn it, didn’t this pony ever talk?

Said pony finally seemed to notice me, he perked an eyebrow as if he was curious why I was there, before looking to Longshot and gesturing to the building. “Well, this little mare here-” He said nudging me in front of him. I looked up, damn he was tall. And big… and covered in armor that looked like it would shrug off anything… and with guns that looked like they’d turn me to paste. Goddesses above, have a mentioned he was scary yet? “-is on a mission to change this here wasteland. The said she’s gonna-”

The large stallion raised a hoof cutting off Longshot, before looking at me long and hard before holding a hoof out to me. I shook his hoof hesitantly, afterwards he nodded and gestured for what I’m assuming meant to lead the way. “Well, that was easier than i thought. I could have swore he would want to avoid Incendiary.” Bomber said.

“HEY! Don’t forget who patches you up whenever you get hit by shrapnel!” Incendiary yelled at Bomber, needless to say Bomber quickly became quiet and quite pale. As we walked out of the bar, and the town. I wondered why Storm had agreed so easily...

Bullet Storm’s POV:

We’d been walking for a few hours now. It’s been so long… been so long since since I’d seen, and been with my squad. Since the Enclave collapsed in fact. It was comforting to hear Incendiary and Bomber bicker like siblings. It was equally pleasant to hear Longshot make logical statements on whatever they were arguing about. The enigma though, was the mare they were following, and now I was doing the same. I didn’t bother hearing her story, all I knew was my friends trusted her and were following her, and my gut told me I could trust her, that she would make big changes to the wasteland. I ain’t gonna bother to ponder why, after all. Long ago, when I signed up to fight in the war effort.

It was drilled into my skull by the instructors… I’m not a pony anymore, I’m a weapon. Don’t question orders, the mission is top priority, complete it no matter the cost, .ect I’m not the sharpest tool in the shed. Even despite that, I’d questioned these over the years, at least on my own time. On a mission though? I didn’t question orders. I followed them, and trusted my gut and instincts.

They’d kept me and my friends alive, I didn’t question orders, bend them? Yes. If they’d get my team killed I would, after all what’s the point of finishing the mission, if there’s no one left to report? They’d just send other ponies to there death in order to accomplish an objective that’d already been completed. I’d seen it happen, it was a waste of life.

Don’t let that fool you though, I may value life, and find it precious… but when it came to taking it? I did my job well. All this speculating hurts my head… I’ll follow this mare, and I’ll follow my team. Let’s just hope she doesn’t get us killed.

“Hit the deck.” somepony said quietly. I threw myself to the ground in reflex, I was joined near instantly by my companions… Longshot was to my left and was already looking through the scope of his rifle. A building was nearby and I noticed the telltale glint of a scope from one of the buildings windows.

“Raiders are occupying the building, they haven’t seen us we can sneak around-” I tuned out Longshot as i leapt forward and sprinted towards the building, while firing Redemption and Damnation wildly. I heard a whoop and saw Incendiary charging after me with a manic grin on her face. I also saw the little blue and yellow mare stare after us in shock. I realized I didn’t even ask her name. Oh well...

Lets see if she can keep up.

Chapter 3: The bloodbath

This next chapter we see what will hopefully be an absolute bloodbath against raiders. And we’ll see if the leader of our rag tag group can handle the brutality of our old returning friend.

Author's Note

Sorry for the short chapters, I usually write these during free periods at school so yeah. Anyway, if you see how I can improve. Let me know
Written by: Chandler J. Porter
Edited by: Chandler J. Porter

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