The Manehattan Project

Misty Fly stood on the sidewalk as Soarin sat on the hood of his car. Vapor was beside him while the others were all gathered around, eyes on the lieutenant. "So," the mare in charge said as she looked at their band of nine, ten including her. "This is it. Ten of us against Dusk and her Nightcrawlers."

"No one's saying it won't be hard," Soarin said with a smile. "But, we're all the city has now. If we do nothing, Dusk wins."

"We don't even know what her plan is," Misty said matter-of-factly.

Before anyone could say anything, a zipper appeared in the air between the group and their lieutenant. It then moved down as it seemed to unzip the fabric of reality before Eris stepped out. "I suppose I could lend a hand, there."

"You," Misty said as she glared at the draconequus. "You could stop all this, if you wanted."

Eris smiled and turned to face her. "I would if I could. But, I can't, so I won't."

"What do you mean, you can't?" Wild Fire asked, taking a step forward. "Aren't you, like... a god, or something?"

"Goddess," Eris corrected, looking back at the mare. "And, I can't... because it breaks the laws of my kind. Gods of chaos can't do anything helpful or progressive. We're born for chaos and chaos alone. I cannot solve your problems, but I can give you some information regarding Dusk."

"Why would you help us for free?" Soarin asked. "I thought you already did me a favor."

Eris avoided looking at him. She just simply inhaled deeply. "Because Dusk has found a way to make a nuke. If she sets it off, this city will be obliterated. And, I quite like this place. It's my home."

"A nuke?!" Dusk gasped, eyes going wide. "Why the fuck does she have a nuke?!"

"Probably for leverage," Eris stated. "No one will go up against her if she has a nuke."

"Then, is going after her the best thing?" Lightning Streak asked. "What if she sets it off?"

"She isn't with the nuke," Eris explained. "She's still at her base at the address I gave Soarin. However, I feel that something else is going on. Something, I'm missing. I recommend being very careful. And, only trust your group here." Before anyone could say anything else, Eris snapped her fingers and vanished in a poof of pink smoke.

Misty groaned and rubbed her forehead. "At least we know what we're up against."

"I suggest we get a move on," Soarin said, sliding off the hood. "We'll plan on the way."

Misty nodded. "Right," she said, before heading towards the recruits. "Training's over, everyone. Grab a weapon and a vehicle and let's go kick some ass!"

Dusk burst through the door to her room, gun drawn. "Up," she ordered Coco, who was sitting on the bed in her underwear. "Get dressed. We're movin' out!"

Coco quickly scrambled to grab her clothes and get dressed. "Wh-Why? What's going on?"

"Your friends don't know how to die," Dusk explained, before the clothed mare walked up to her. "They're coming to stop me and save you." She then grabbed Coco's arm. "Come on."

Dusk led Coco by the arm into the garage and over to a large 18-wheeler. "Get in the back," she said as a bunch of Nightcrawlers gathered around her. "Alright, everyone! Showtime! Get me to the nuke before the cops!" All her gang went to their own cars as Dusk climbed into the driver's seat. Fray was waiting for her in the passenger's seat. She then grabbed her radio and pressed the button. "Is Coco aboard?"

"She is, ma'am," a stallion answered.

Smiling, she hung up the radio and started the engine. "It's go time," she cooed, making Fray grin. "You have your new shoes on?"

Fray nodded. "Of course."

Soarin and crew turned the corner at an intersection to see Dusk's truck pulling out of the garage. Around it and behind it were a ton of cars driven by her gang. One of the cars stood out from the other normal ones as it was solid black with tinted windows. Soarin grabbed his radio and held the button. "Here we go, everyone. Get your guns ready."

Shrill looked in the rear view window as Trill drove the car. “And, so it begins.” She picked up her phone and dialed. “Dusk. They’re here.”

Dusk hung up and grabbed her radio. “Attention, everyone! It would seem like our friends have shown up to the party! Give them a proper welcome, would ya?!”

Soarin noticed all of Dusk’s back-up slowing down. He and Vapor looked at each other before he held out his right hand. She took it firmly as they both smiled.

Angel Wings looked down at the gun in her hands. “Guys, I-I don’t know if I can…”

Wild Fire turned and gently grabbed her shoulder. “Just aim and shoot,” she instructed. “If you don’t, they’ll kill you. No hesitation, okay?”

Angel nodded quickly and exhaled sharply as she took the safety off on her gun.

“This is it,” High Winds said from the driver’s seat. “What we’ve been training for.”

“Bullshit,” Blaze said with a chuckle. “We’ve been training for bank robberies and hostage situations. Not, this.”

“Should we be worried?” Asked Meadow Flower from the back seat.

Lightning Streak nodded. “Of course. We’re gonna die.”

“With that attitude, yeah,” Blaze snapped as she held up her shotgun and cocked it. “Now, find your balls and let’s save the city.”

Misty pulled out her gun and revved up her motorcycle. “Come on,” she muttered, aiming for one of the tires.

Thunderlane looked over at her and took out his submachine gun. "Here we go," he muttered to himself.

Misty fired at the tire, causing the enemy vehicle to screech and swerve as the back doors of the van beside it opened up. When three Nightcrawlers stepped to the edge, each holding a machine gun, Thunderlane mowed them down with his submachine gun.

Speeding up, he made the bike fall on its side, being sure to stay on top of it and not fall off. With barely any hesitation, he leapt from the bike and reached for the van. His upper torso slammed against the floor of the van while his feet dragged on the pavement.

“Oh, this sucks,” he groaned.

Misty rolled her eyes and moved over to him. “On the count of three, jump!” She yelled, aiming her gun at the car in front of the van. “One!”

The car she had previously shot at slowed down a bit as the windows rolled down. A stallion emerged with a handgun. Misty sweetened to the right and ducked to avoid being hit.

“Two!” She continued, firing at the stallion. When the enemy ducked for cover back in the car, Misty was able to finish. “Three!”

She fired at the tire of the car, causing it to show down. The driver of the van slammed on the brakes and swerved to the right. At the same time, Thunderlane kicked up off the road and tumbled into the back of the van.

“Oh, thank shit,” he sighed.

“Oh, come on!” Lightning Streak groaned. “This is way too much.”

Blaze rolled her eyes as High Winds looked ahead. “I can see Dusk’s truck and that black sporty car with the tinted windows. There’s also about sixteen Nightcrawler vehicles between us and them.”

“But, they’re taking up both lanes, so that’s eight and eight,” Blaze added. “Only eight cars between us and them.”

“Wait,” Meadow Flower said as she looked out the windows. “Are we going north?”

“Maybe?” Blaze answered questioningly. “Why?”

“There’s a small island up north,” Meadow explained. “One used for an air base before they moved to Ponytropolis. The bridge there is long but it’s one lane both ways. So, if we don’t stop them before that…”

“We won’t be able to pass,” Blaze sighed with a nod.

Dusk looked into her side mirror to see the van in the back swerve. “Looks like they’re attacking the back.” Fray sighed and reached down to check her shoes. “Those the new ones?” Asked Dusk.

Fray nodded. “Figured they’d come in handy.”

“Here’s hoping they work,” The blue mare chuckled.

Fray smiled and grabbed the rifle beside her seat. She then put the strap around her shoulders and opened the door. Leaning out, she took hold of a small ladder attached to the side of the truck’s trailer. After leaving the cab, she kicked her door closed before climbing to the top.

When she placed her feet down on the roof, they magnetized to the trailer. Smiling, Fray began to walk to the end of the trailer before squatting down. Holding her rifle, she aimed down the sights. She found the car at the back swerving left and right. Behind it was Misty. Grinning, Fray cocked the gun before firing at the driver.

Misty let out a gasp at the gunshot before the car in front of her sharply veered to the left. It skidded a bit before the tires popped and sent it tumbling. Misty slammed on her brakes and veered to the right, only to collide with a mailbox. The bike came to a sudden stop and sent the mare tumbling into the sidewalk.

“Ah, fuck,” Misty groaned.

High Winds looked into the mirror to see Misty sit up. "She's okay. I think."

"We can't risk stopping," Blaze sighed, rubbing her forehead. "We can't let Dusk make it to the bomb."

The lieutenant let out a groan and slowly stumbled to her feet. She let out a groan as she cracked her back before she pulled out her phone. Opening up the map app, she checked for alternate routes before shakily running down a nearby alley.

“Sniper,” Soarin said with a sigh.

Vapor leaned forward and gasped. “It’s Fray.”

“At least she took out one of them, right?” Angel Wings asked with optimism.

Thunderlane stood up and found the driver staring at him in the rear view mirror. “Hey,” he said with a wave.

When the driver reached for his gun, Thunderlane ran over to him and slid while firing his gun upwards at the stallion. Blood sprayed the inside of the van before the driver fell limp. Thunderlane then quickly stood up and grabbed the wheel. Reaching over the corpse, he opened the door and pushed the body out. Sitting down in the seat, he closed the door and put his seatbelt on.

“Okay,” he muttered, using his knees to keep the steering wheel straight while he checked his ammo.

“Come in, douchebag,” the van’s radio crackled.

Thunderlane gasped and dropped his gun. “Shit,” he sighed, before grabbing the radio. “Douchebag, here. Is this Mega Bitch?”

There was a chuckle on the other end. “Cute. Do you really think you can stop me?”

“It doesn’t really matter if we think we can, or not,” Thunderlane explained. “We still have to try. And, if one or two or… all of us have to die to accomplish this, then… so be it.”

“Admirable,” Dusk sighed. “Shame I have to kill you.”

“Can I ask you one thing?” The stallion asked.

“What?” Dusk chuckled.

Thunderlane chuckled back. “Why are you called Dusk Flight. I don’t see wings.”

“Oh, that?” Dusk asked, before giggling. “I thought I could pull a fast one on Eris. As punishment, she took my wings.”

“Oh…” Thunderlane muttered. “That sucks.”

“Sure does,” Dusk cooed. “Now, enough chatter. You’re seven cars behind and that bridge is coming up fast. Better hurry.”

Thunderlane slammed on the gas and rammed into the car in front of him. The passenger leaned out and aimed his gun. “Shit,” Thunderlane muttered, ducking for cover as the Nightcrawler fired at him. The windshield shattered and fell onto the floor of the van.

Vapor gripped her gun and undid her seatbelt. “Get me close.”

Soarin looked at her, knowing what she wanted to do. “Be careful.”

The mare smiled and opened her door. Coming out and up, she hoisted herself up onto the roof. When the car hit a bump, she let out a yell as she rolled down the windshield and onto the hood. Soarin quickly turned on the wipers, giving Vapor something to grab hold of.

“She’s wild,” Angel said in awe.

Wild Fire crossed her arms. “She’s crazy.”

Soarin chuckled at their reactions. “She’s awesome.”

He sped up as Vapor eyed the car in front of them. As they got close, the Nightcrawler passenger rolled down the window and leaned out, aiming his gun at the pegasus. When he fired, Vapor gasped and ducked, the bullet cracking the windshield. Soarin rolled down his window and reached his gun out, firing at him. The passenger ducked down as Vapor took out her own gun. She then leapt onto the roof of the enemy car and slid to the right. When the passenger leaned out again, Vapor shot him in the head and pulled him out of the car. When the driver fired up at her, she rolled off and slid onto the hood. She quickly fired at him through the windshield, shattering the window and killing the driver within. When the car started to veer, she grabbed the wheel and kept the car going straight.

Fray narrowed her eyes and reloaded her rifle again before aiming at Vapor. "Looks like we got ourselves a hero." Soarin spotted her and fired at the black mare. Fray ducked out of instinct, making her lose sight of Vapor. "Dammit," she growled. She tossed her rifle aside before pulling out her handgun. After backing up a bit, she took off running and jumped off the back of the truck. She landed on the roof of the car behind the 18-wheeler with a thunk as her magnetic boots kept her from falling off.

Thunderlane spotted her on the move. "Well, that's bad."

"Fuck," Soarin groaned, pulling his gun back in the car and ejected the mag. He quickly reloaded before grabbing the wheel again. "Fray's moving closer." He leaned forward a little and shouted, "Vapor! Watch out!"

The pegasus gasped and looked back to see Fray. Using her gun, she cleared the glass around the rim of the broken window before sliding into the passenger seat, hand still on the wheel. Reaching over, she opened the door and kicked the stallion out before sliding over. Closing the door, she slowed down a little and moved behind Thunderlane's van.

"There's something that doesn't feel right," Soarin muttered, moving behind Vapor's car.

"What's that?" Angel asked.

"Dusk's hideout," the stallion answered. "We're in Daemon Sister territory. And, unlike Dusk’s side, the streets here are completely empty."

"A union?" Wild Fire asked. "Are they working together?"

“Maybe the sisters told everyone to stay inside?” Angel suggested.

"I'll need more proof to convict them," Soarin explained. "but, that's a possibility."

Misty stumbled out onto the sidewalk, groaning as she looked at her right hand. Her pinkie appeared to be dislodged from her crash. Gripping her digit, she popped it back in place with a grunt of pain. "Shit," she groaned, making her way across the street.

"Hey!" Came a voice. Misty turned around and looked up at an apartment building. One of the windows was open and a mare was leaning out. "What's going on out there?!"

"We're working on getting it under control!" Misty shouted back. "Just stay indoors until we fix this!"

"O-Okay!" The mare called back, not sounding too convinced.

Misty sighed and looked around, before she spotted a pickup truck. Smirking, she headed over to it.

High Winds maneuvered the car onto the yellow line and rammed into the two cars in front. “This is kinda fun.”

“Well, stay on your toes,” Blaze warned. “because it splits into four lanes up ahead.”

“Alright, split up,” Dusk ordered into the radio as they blew through an intersection, the road widening into four lanes. “Block them at all cost.”

The Nightcrawler vehicles all split up as it became a free-for-all. High Winds swerved to the left before slamming into a car in their right. Blaze fired her shotgun at the driver, making the car veer off to the right and crash into a lamp post.

Vapor pulled up beside them with a deep exhale. “One step closer.”

Fray watched them move up before growling. She then squatted down and reached a hand it to knock on the passenger window. It rolled down before one of her gang members stuck her head out. “Get me closer.”

The mare looked back before nodding. “Y-Yes, ma’am,” She said, before ducking back inside.

Fray stood back up as the car she was standing on started to slow down.

“Oh, shit,” Thunderlane muttered, watching the mare move closer. “That’s a problem.”

He held up his gun and fired at her. As the bullets sprayed, the black mare ducked before sliding off the side of the car. Holding onto the right door’s mirror, she kept her feet against the car. The mare inside muttered something to the driver before looking at the black mare.

“When you can, get on the roof,” she said. “We’ll slam on the brakes so you can get him.”

Fray nodded and waited for the Thunderlane to stop. When the clip ran dry, Fray climbed back on top before the driver slammed on the brakes. As the van sped by, Fray jumped at the van and grabbed the mirror before attaching her feet to the side. Before Thunderlane could fire at her, she pulled her gun on him.

"I don't think so, fucker!" Fray yelled, before moving beside the door and opening it. She then slipped in and sat down in the seat before closing the door. Keeping her gun aimed at the cop, Fray motioned with her head towards Dusk's truck. "Move up," she ordered. "Now." As Thunderlane put both hands on the wheel and sped up slightly, Fray grabbed the radio. "Let the van through."

"That you, Fray?" Dusk asked.

The black mare smiled. "I have a present for you."

There was a moment of silence before Dusk replied. "Douchebag?"

Fray chuckled. "If you're talking about the dumbass in the driver's seat, then yes."

"Oh, goodie," Dusk cooed. "Another plaything. Stick him in the back with Coco."

"Will do," Fray said, before hanging the radio up.

Thunderlane stayed silent before eyeing her boots. "So... those are magnetic?" The black mare said nothing. "That's cool. A bit unfair, but... cool." Fray started to breathe heavily as she rubbed the base of her neck. "Are you... good?"

Fray eyed him before reaching out and taking his uzi before tossing it into the back of the van. "I'm fine. It's just intense situations are sort of a turn-on for me."

Thunderlane eyed her before staring at the road. "Oh."

The black mare's stare turned to a glare as she grabbed her crotch. "Slide your chair back."

"What?" Asked the stallion. "Why?" Fray groaned and stood up, moving over and leaning forward, grabbed the lever on the front of the chair, sliding him back. "Hey!" He gasped, the van swerving a little. "Any more and I won't be able to drive."

Fray then grabbed his pants. "Keep driving," she said, unzipping his fly before reaching her hand inside. Thunderlane went wide-eyed when he felt her fingers on his rod. Once Fray pulled the 13-inch cock free, she pulled her own pants down. "Eyes on the road." She then moved his right arm and straddled his lap.

"Are you sure about..." Thunder began, before he felt the wet lips wrap around his rod. "Holy fuck."

"Don't you dare cum inside," Fray growled, before moving her hips up and down. Thunder moaned and exhaled, his right hand moving to the mare's butt. "Oh, Dusk..." Fray moaned, making Thunderlane raise an eyebrow in confusion. "Fuck me harder." The mare then pulled her shirt up above her small A-cups before rubbing her nipples.

Thunderlane heard an explosion and looked to his right to see an explosion in the van’s rear view mirror. “You know, while you’re fucking me, your boys are blowing up, right?”

“Oh, shut the fuck up,” Fray moaned, before sliding off the stallion’s lap to turn around. She sat back down so the rod slipped into her tight anus. “Feel free to cum now,” she gasped, moving up and down while furiously rubbing her pussy.

Thunderlane grunted and tried to keep the wheel steady as he pumped the mare’s ass full of his semen. As he did, Fray moaned deeply as she sprayed the wheel and Thunderlane’s left hand with her juices. Chuckling through heavy breaths, Fray slid off the lap again and let the cum drip from her ass.

“Not a bad ride,” Fray sighed, before grabbing her pants and pulling them on.

Thunderlane quickly moved his seat closer to the wheel so he could steady it with his knees. He then put his wet cock back in his pants and zipped up. “So, Dusk has a…”

“A dick?” Fray asked, turning to him and pulling her shirt back down. “You bet. And, it’s wonderful. But, I don’t need to tell you that. You’ll experience its magnificence soon enough.”

“Are you two a thing?” The stallion asked. “Or, just really close friends?”

Fray hesitated before moving closer to him. “Are you interrogating me?” She asked softly.

Thunderlane shook his head. “No. Just small talk.”

The mare kept glaring at him before she stuff up with a sigh. “She’s actually quite romantic when not on a job. We’ve spent a lot of time together, and… I would like to seal the deal. However, she seems to be just fine where we are right now.”

“I see,” Thunderlane muttered. “Have you tried asking her out?”

Fray looked ahead and smiled. “There’s the truck. Get ready to depart.”

Trill looked in the side mirror of their black sports car. “They’re getting closer.”

Shrill reached in the back seat and grabbed a bag. “Are we’re back in Dusk’s territory now?”

“Judging by all the destroyed cars and fire, I would assume yes,” Trill replied.

The purple mare rolled down her windows and pulled a grenade from the bag. “We only have five. And, we could hit Dusk’s crew.”

The orange unicorn scoffed. “So? Throw them.”

When Thunderlane pulled up to Dusk's truck, the back doors opened up, revealing two Nightcrawlers and Coco. Fray grabbed the wheel to keep it straight. "Hop up," she ordered.

The stallion went wide-eyed and looked at her. "Excuse me?"

"Get the fuck out of the seat," Fray said with a glare. "climb out the window... and get on the truck."

Thunderlane hesitated before he slid past Fray. "Fine," he muttered, placing his hands on the dashboard. "This sucks."

Fray sighed as she sat down in the seat. "Get moving, or I'll throw you out on the road." The cop sighed deeply and crawled out through the broken windshield and then jumped onto the truck. The Nightcrawlers grabbed him and shoved him inside before closing the doors. "Alright," Fray said as she slammed on the brakes. "Time to fuck shit up." There was suddenly an explosion as a car blew up next to her. "What the fuck?!"

Soarin swerved around the wreckage before slamming into the van. He then held up his gun and fired. Fray ducked and jerked the wheel to the right, using its larger size to push Soarin's car. Feeling his car giving out, he slammed on the brakes as the van continued to the right and slammed into another Nightcrawler car.

"Shit," Fray muttered, straightening the wheel out.

"Your driving sucks!" Soarin yelled.

"Can we not antagonize the scary mare?" Angel asked. "I'd like to see tomorrow."

"You are being quite careless with those," Trill said as Shrill chucked another grenade out the window.

"I do enjoy the Molotov way more," Shrill said with a wide smile. "Way more instant. More fire." She then chucked their last grenade out the window as the previous one went off. "And, we are completely out of grenades. Now what?"

Trill tapped the steering wheel before pushing her glasses up her nose. "Do you think Dusk will win?"

Shrill eyed her before looking out the window. "I can't really tell, sister. Soarin and the others seem to be dispatching Dusk's crew like they're nothing. The only one who seems to have a chance is Fray."

"Shame we can't recruit Fray and kill Dusk," the orange unicorn sighed.

The purple mare frowned and slumped back into her seat. "Mmm... Fray would be most useful. But, she'd never join us, let alone kill Dusk."

"Maybe, we need to kill Fray first," Trill suggested. "With her out of the way, Dusk will be no problem."

Shrill nodded. "We will need to find a way to kill her. She's quite formidable, unfortunately. Then, we'll be free to rule this city our way."

"Don't forget about Eris," Trill reminded her sister. "We'll have to let her keep her shop, but the area around it shall be ours. We'll plant some of our own in the police, just like Dusk did."

"Shall we ditch this failure of a plan?" Shrill asked.

Trill nodded. "Yes, let's." Before she could move, a pickup truck came speeding down a side road and slammed into them. Their car spun around from the force as Trill quickly put the car in reverse and slammed on the gas. As they drove backwards, the truck followed closely. "It's that cop, Misty."

"Damn her!" Shrill exclaimed. "Get us out of here before she sees us."

Misty rolled down her window and stuck her hand out, firing her gun at the car. Trill swerved to the side and the bullet took out her door's mirror.

"We're nearing the bridge," Trill growled, turning the wheel and pulling the e-brake. The car spun back around to face frontward before the mare disengaged the brake and slammed on the gas. "Wish we had some more grenades."

Soarin swerved to get on the left side of Fray's van. "Angel. She's on your side. Shoot her back tire while I shoot her front."

"U-Uh, okay!" Angel gasped, pulling out her pistol. She then pushed the button to roll down the window. But, nothing happened. "Uh. Soarin?"

"Huh?" He asked, looking back. "Oh, right," he said, pushing a button on his door to unlock the rear windows. "Okay." Angel nodded and rolled down the window. "Count down from three. On zero, fire at the tire."

"Right," Angel said, getting her gun ready. She grabbed it with both hands and stuck her arms out the window. Ahe let out a yell when Fray slammed her van into them again. She quickly pulled her arms back just in time.

"Again!" Soarin yelled, holstering his gun. "Wild Fire. Climb up here. I have to keep us away from Fray while you two shoot the tires."

"Right," the pale amber mare said a she climbed into the passenger seat, after much effort and many grunts. She finally plopped down into her seat and took her gun out. "Ready."

Fray tried to bump them again, but Soarin swerved to the left. "Three," Soarin said, trying to time it with the van's movements. "Two..." Angel and Wild Fire kept aim.

The black mare in the van saw them and grabbed her own gun. "No, you fucking don't."

"One," Soarin continued as Fray took aim. "Zero!"

Wild Fire and Angel fired at the tires, popping both of them just as Fray fired at Angel. The bullet grazed her shoulder, making her cry in pain and pull back. Soarin slammed on the brakes as the van swerved to the left, barely missing them. Fray went to grab the wheel, but it was too late. The van hit a lamp post and slammed into a building before tipping over and sliding a few feet. Soarin slammed on the gas and sped off as Wild Fire climbed into the back seat to help Angel.

"You okay?" Soarin asked.

"I-I dunno!" Angel cried worriedly.

Wild Fire leaned over to check the wound. "It's just a graze. You're fine."

"Just a graze?" Angel asked, her breathing slowing back to normal and looking at her shoulder. "Stings like hell."

Dusk looked in her mirror and saw Fray's van crash. She let out a gasp as her foot quickly moved to the brake pedal. Before pressing down, she hesitated and looked ahead. The bridge was only one intersection away. As tears fell from her eyes, she slammed on the gas. "Please, be okay," she whispered. "Can't let them win. Not now."

Trill swerved to the right to avoid being rammed by Misty. "This is becoming rather irritating."

Misty looked ahead at the bridge and moved her truck to the left, keeping up with the sisters. As Dusk made it to the bridge, so did the Daemons and Misty. The second they were about to get on the bridge, Misty rammed them and knocked them to the side.

"Shit!" both Shrill and Trill yelled as their car broke through the guard rail and plummeted down into the water below. Misty watched them go over with a smile, not actually knowing who was in the car.

Coco and Thunderlane sat in the back of the truck opposite each other. The two Nightcrawlers with automatic rifles stood nearby with a third, masked Nightcrawler at the far end. It appeared to be a female wearing a black mask with red around the eyes and down the muzzle. There was also a pointy red "T" split in half down the middle on either cheek.

"Who the hell is that?" Asked Thunderlane.

Coco shrugged. "I have no idea. She was just... there. Hasn't said anything."

"Yet another mystery," the stallion muttered, resting his head against the wall of the trailer.

The masked mare walked past them and opened one of the doors to look out at the road. "They're still coming," she said in a robotic voice.

"You can't stop them," Thunderlane said. "May as well quit now."

The masked mare turned and stared at him. She then walked over and punched him across the face. The stallion grunted and spit out blood. "Shut up."

Thunderlane chuckled. "Can we at least get your name?"

The mare stared down at him before scoffing. "Thrall."

"Thrall?" Thunderlane asked as the mare left him to go close the back door.

"Don't forget it," Thrall hissed, before going back to stand in her previous spot.

"Well, she's delightful," Thunderlane muttered.

Soarin and High Winds made it onto the bridge with Vapor and Misty taking up the rear. "Almost there," Soarin said as there were no more enemy vehicles between them and Dusk.