Luna watched the battle from her balcony. She looked at the sky seeing it still lit with Celestia's golden sun, an hour past when it should have set. The joint forces were fighting well against the seemingly endless Advent forces. She felt her captain of the lunar guard getting restless behind her.

"My Princess is it not time?" the gruff bat-pony asked his eagerness to join the battle dripped off of him.

"The sun still shines captain." She responded without looking away. The captain paused choosing his words carefully.

"Can you not simply set it?" Not carefully enough judging by the waves of rage that rolled off the Princess suddenly at his words.

"That would mean my sister is dead! Is that what thou want me to assume Captain?" She asked angrily. The captain bowed low begging for forgiveness.

"NO! of course not my Princess." He corrected himself.

Luna felt a familiar presence and looked up at the sky. "Captain it pays to have faith." The captain raised his head to see the sun setting rapidly.

"Mon Dieu." A man gasped from the corner making the Night Guard Captain jump to see a man in a stylish red vest with a white undershirt with the sleeves rolled up. He was smoking a cigarette out of his masked face. His blue eyes were locked on the darkening skies.

"My sister's work is beautiful isn't it Colonel." Luna addressed the X-Com spy. "What have you found?"

"Advent has several Psi-Gates at the foot of the mountain, and that is here these tacky heathens are pouring in from." The French man spoke with disdain. He took the sweet-smelling cig from his lips and blew a beautiful plume of smoke. The pulled out a decorative envelope and laid it on the desk next to him. "Coordinates and photos of all enemy defenses as you requested princesse des ténèbres I know a team that would love to turn it into a burning pile of rubble for you."

"Oh?" Luna asked turning to the man.

"I'd need to gather them, some may be engaged with the enemy, but I feel you and your guard have a plan to how you say free up their time." Spy chuckled, and Luna grinned.

"Go take what you need." She ordered and raised the Crimson moon and when its blood-red rays bathed the area in it's light Captain Night Fang grinned like a School filly practically bouncing in place. The man had disappeared if not for the faint smell of fancy smokes and the envelope one would question he'd ever been there.

Luna approached a wardrobe that was tinted void black and threw it open with her magic while putting a needle down on a record that she had hooked up to broadcast on all channels. She pulled the Blue armor out of the wardrobe and felt the change to her body begin. Captain Fang watched in awe as his Queen formed before him again. The human song sang about a Bad Moon, but before him, a Nightmare stood ready once again.

"Gather the Guard Captain we hunt tonight!" She ordered with a flick of a black hoof. Shadows overtook him, and he disappeared.

Bad Moon Rising blared out of every speaker in the capital singing a haunting tune. Bradford groaned in the Avengers central command.

"Who the hell showed the Princess CCR!" He demanded and one tech off to the side ducked low out of site. One of the monitors went black. then another one "What the hell?" Bradford walked closer as the screens went black one after another. "Interference?" he asked as the tech's checked frantically.

"No Central it's not on our end its like the whole place is being swallowed by darkness. Switching to night vision." A male tech flipped a switch, and all the screens turned lime green. Still showing nothing Bradford set his jaw to the side.

"Try infrared." The Tech nodded, and the screen finally gave them an answer. Several ponies were flying through the dark sweeping the area clear of any Advent forces. A significantly bigger pony caught Bradford's attention. "Luna?"

"Cental! The shadow is moving towards our location." A female earth pony reported. When the lights in the command center dimmed Bradford whipped out a pistol turning smoothly into a practiced stance to be face to face with Nightmare Moon.

She grinned "Good to see your not rusty in your age Central." Luna chuckled, and Bradford relaxed only slightly. "Gather Fire Team Fortress. We have a mission for them." Luna commanded

"Ma'am several members of that team are currently engaged all around the city." The earth pony reported.

"I've been informed of a high priority target near the base of the mountain and been giving a sparkling recommendation of this teams ability to deal with it in appropriate ways." Nightmare Moon smiled and approached the wall of screens. Her guard swept through the halls leaving nothing but corpses and carnage in their wake. Bradford scratched his head wondering who the hell gave a recommendation for those lunatics.

****

Like a bullet, a young man sprinted full speed down a hallway. His red sports jacket rustled softly. The lone Advent grunt turned to late.

"To slow!" Scout bashed him just under the jawline with a metal bat sending the grunt to the floor. For an added double tap he smashed the bat into the grunts skull. "Yo is anyone keeping track of my heads batted in 'cause I bet I'm batting a thousand!" he boasted to no one or at least he thought it no one was there when Spy decloaked.

"Loud and obnoxious as usual Scout." The Frenchman sneered

The young man narrowed his eyes and pointed "Go to hell Spy, What are you even doing here?"

Spy barely opened his mouth to speak before being interrupted again.

"Oh wait I know hiding from the actual fighting like a frikken coward!" The Brooklyn man taunted, and Spy pondered just like he did everytime Scout opened his mouth how satisfying it would be to just slide his knife into the annoying men's back and leave him there.

"We have a mission." The Frenchmen stated plainly as if he wasn't pondering the murder of the young man with each breath.

"I'm already on a mission its called being awesome!" Scout boasted resting his bat on his shoulder. Spy felt his eye twitch,

"Mon Dieu just shut up and follow me." Spy started walking, and Scout followed.

***

Heavy's minigun fired in a burst of fire and lead as he suppressed Advents line for the children to escape. Medic cackled happily as he gunned down a lancer. A loud "whoo hoo" drew their attention as Scout ran forward shooting his Shotgun diving behind cover and jumping out to get closer.

"Move it up, Move it up!" He urged blasting a grunt in the face. The sound of Spy decloaking was the only alert Heavy got before the Frenchmen spoke.

"Hello again, holding the line nicely I see." He spoke casually

"Spy." Heavy greeted plainly

Author's Note

It's been a while.