(You're on the normal side of FIMfiction, this has no weird Twidash that doesn't even make sense or Rainbow Factory-esque gore)
CHAPTER: Unspecified
CHAPTER NAME: Hoofsteps…
I heard hoofsteps, the heavy kind; they were probably geared up, members of the Skorpianz normally are. I pulled out my sword, which, as always, was chock full of lightning. Reaper nervously reached for his sniper (complete with silencer and poison darts). "It's up, assassins." Said one of a pair of fully armored members. Reaper planted three darts neatly in their necks. I frowned, hastily putting my sword in its sheath.
"How come you get to have all the fun?" I asked.
"Because you're too slow," Reaper replied, grinning.
"I guess I can't argue with that." I laughed. "Anyway, Reaper, call the Lunar Republic, we need to get out of here."
"Already did," replied Reaper as a set of pegasi came down to help us; we would've flown out of there ourselves, but we had our wings broken during interrogation; we still didn't talk, though. I grinned remembering how macho I felt while having my face shoved in a urinal for info.