Let Loose the Dogs of War

Trebass awoke to find Braeburn tying a pair of vines to a thick tree branch. He stood up, his revolver was sitting beside him. The bullets were scattered around it. It seems Braeburn didn't want it to go off accidently in the night so he removed them from the gun.

"Morning pardner." Braeburn welcomed his newly awoken companion.

The sun was just rising from hills and Trebass, for some strange reason, felt refreshed by the dry sand blowing from behind him. He stood up, putting his vest on and grabbing his revolver. The gun reminded him of that incident at the cafe with Royal Flush and Shock Bolt. He tried to block the image from his head.

"Ready for to kickstart your morning?" Braeburn asked, holding on to one of the vines he had tied to the branch.

Trebass nodded, and began ran quickly towards the vine. He jumped and grabbed the vine then began to rappell down the side of the building. It took them about fifteen (15) minutes to reach the dusty sidewalk below. Trebass was surprised the vine didn't snap as he was rappelling down.

"We need to check for survivors at the crash site." Braeburn said, brushing his rump off.

"What about Deviree?" Trebass caught up to his colleague.

"I know Deviree is safe. The civilians and soldiers on that carrier on the other hoof..." Braeburn closed his eyes for a moment, then continued walking towards the crash site.

They trotted through the sandy slopes for about half an hour. A cloud of smoke rose up from behind a large hill.

"That must be the crash site." Trebass said, wiping the sand from his eyes.

The two finally came to the top of the hill, the sight was terrifying. As colossal plane stuck out of the ground, and the wings were laying on two nearby hills. The plane's body reached up into sky.

"See any survivo-" Braeburn was cut off what sounded like a shriek of a mare.

"Somepony help!" A green mare was standing on the highest point of plane that stuck out of the ground.

Trebass tried to call out to the mare, but his voice was silenced by Braeburn's hoof against his mouth.

"Quiet! Look over there, see them?" Braeburn crouched down and pointed to a lower part of the plane.

Trebass looked as hard as he could, and saw three figures crawling towards the mare. The largest figure stood up, the sun shone on him and revealed his face clearly.

He shouted out, "This is Diamond Dog territory! Trespassers will be punished severely!"

"What are they?" Trebass asked.

"Who do you think they are? They're Diamond Dogs, the enemy." Braeburn whispered, pulling out his revolver.

"No! Please no!" The mare called out for help as Trebass and Braeburn began to run towards her. The largest Diamond Dog held the mare up by the neck over the plane's edge.

*BANG*BANG*

Braeburn fired two (2) shots into the air to startle the Diamond Dogs.

"That was a mistake you'll wish you hadn't made!" The head Diamond Dog tightened his grip on the mare.

"H-Help... Me..." The mare clawed at her throat for air.

"Let her go! She didn't do anything wrong!" Braeburn shouted.

The head Diamond Dog didn't say anything, instead he drew his arm back. Braeburn felt relieved, but only for a moment. The mare had been sent flying from the plane wreck. Her screams echoed while she fell from the plane.

Trebass watched, as she landed behind a pile of wreckage. The sound of her impact on the ground lit a fire inside Braeburn's eyes.

"I'll kill you all!" He screamed at the plane wreckage. He began to climb through the plane through the passenger seats. The bodies of dead and bloody ponies littered the seats, civilians and soldiers alike. The sight of all his fallen friends enraged Braeburn even more. He came to an open hatch, he jumped up and climbed to the top.

"You're already dead." A smaller Diamond Dog met with Braeburn near the open hatch.

*BANG*

The Diamond Dog fell over, dead. Smoke blew from Braeburn's revolver,

"Not today." Braeburn climbed the slanted plane. He came up to the came to the highest point of the plane, but the rest of the Diamond Dogs were nowhere to be found. A loud thumping noise approached him. A large lump in the plane's metal appeared before Braeburn's hooves.

The lump burst open, and out came the Diamond Dog. It grabbed Braeburn by the neck. He dangled over edge of the plane, struggling to free himself from the Diamond Dog's grip.

"You'll never... Beat... The... Equestrian Army... Even if I... Perish..." Braeburn gasped for breath as the Diamond Dog's grip tightened.

"Your pathetic little band of guns cannot best the empire of Diamond Dogs!" The Diamond Dog loosened his grip.

*BANG*

Another gunshot echoed throughout the wastelands. Braeburn was falling for a mid-second, but a friendly hoof grabbed his arm. The Diamond Dog fell behind Braeburn with a wide-eyed facial expresion. The helping hoof lifted him onto the plane.

"I can't leave you alone for five (5) minutes can I?" The assistant was Trebass, he placed his gun back in his back pocket.

"That mare... She died because of me." Braeburn threw his gun to the ground.

Trebass glanced out to the horizon, and saw more smoke rising in the distance. But this time it wasn't from the crash site. This time, it was a flare.