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Meanwhile...

The Normal, warm summers day, was quickly ripped from the various animals of the forest. Two steel monsters sped their way through the forest at never before seen speeds. Their high pitched whines instilled terror in the various animals of the forest.

The metal Trio had been reduced to a Duo, when Alex Murchov, the driver of 'Baby snatcher 3' forgot to declutch when he jumped the river, and promptly ripped the gearbox out the bottom of the armoured car on landing. His reward for his stupidity? A forty eight hour stay in the three star 'Motel De Medical Half-track No.2'. And his mechanics will most likely send him back to that bed once hes released, if Johnna doesn't first. Johnna had just got through with warning everyone that we may not be on Earth anymore, and we may not have spare parts ever again. That being said. Everyone had been taking the recent events surprisingly in stride. just milling about their daily tasks and chores...

No obstacle live or dead stopped their charge through the forest, not even the river stopped them, as the metal beats just jumped over the band of water. Their rampage continued to the very visible border of the forest their current base was in, this being the difference in colour or rather the tone between the bark on the trees and the grass itself. This colour difference stretched along the entire treeline, on one side, the colours were more brighter and vivid, and the other, more natural... darker and gloomy muted colours.

They slowed down after the treeline but only enough to allow them to turn onto the soon to be appearing road. But something was wrong, where was the road? Had they drifted off course whilst dodging and weaving through the trees? It was certainly possible, At the speeds they were hitting and with the way that forest looks the same from whatever angle you look at it...

The human in the lead vehicle sat back down in her seat, reaching for her radios microphone. She'd never get past.

"Hey! Wheres the road Rabbit-" Her question was cut off abruptly, by the sickening butterflies of falling. That was right before the familiar feeling of being slammed back down into her seat hit her, The Daimler Dingo is a light weight vehicle, and its engine and decent transmission allow it a fair rate of speed. So the crews of Dingoes are familiar with going to bed battered and bruised, its really in the job description... 'Sitting in a cramped space going at crazy speeds'... Only this time, it brought the not too familiar feeling of flying forward and into the front of her station. With a loud metallic crack her forehead slams into the front of the radio.

After recovering from her short blackout, her vision was blurring and swimming from left to right. She realized she was being shook by her driver and boyfriend, Luke. His skin was really tan, that and his big wide nose and dirty brown coloured hair, gave away his native Australian Aboriginal Heritage. His muffled voice was finally reaching her ears and clearing up slowly...

"Eliza! Eliza! You all right love?!" Luke's Girlfriend simply looked back into his eyes blankly for a few seconds, before her senses began to recover enough for her to realize they weren't moving. Confused. Eliza asks why they are not still moving, and was about to ask, more importantly why'd he slam the brakes on so hard?

But she stopped after the first groaned question, when the sound of gurgling water bored its way through the temporary cotton in her ears and into her head.

"Wait, are we back at the stream?" She asked getting annoyed.

"Nope, its a second one. Bastard appeared out of nowhere. Clarkson's gone the long way downstream to find a way to wade his car across it." Luke reported.

"Well. Crap. We cant just sit here! Is the tranny alright? Or are we equal parts as fucked as my mood is leaning right now?" Eliza groaned through her developing headache.

"The moment i noticed how far the drop was i declutched, so yes, the transmission and gearbox are fine. We can leave on your beckon honey." Luke details.

"Then lets go. You said Clarkson and Rabbit went downstream? Then lets follow them."

"Your the commander 'Missus boss'!" The Aboriginal teen threw out her nickname in his native accent in a joking manner, which made Eliza smile. That smile became contagious before they both broke out into hearty laughter.

As they made their way to the other side of the stream and turned left to follow the current, Eliza looked to her left and went wide eyed. She saw the cliff they'd come off, it was at least a ten foot drop into the knee deep river below. She silently mouthed 'Fuck. Me...' To herself in disbelief as Luke poured on the gas and they picked up speed rapidly and drove onto the road.

After about five minutes they saw a dust cloud being kicked up down the dirt road before them. Both parties slowed down and came to a stop next to each other, each facing in opposite directions. On the left facing downstream was Eliza and Luke. And on the right facing Upstream was Clarkson and Rabbit.

The fairly well build Clarkson was sitting in the right side of their Dingo, whilst the stocky form of Rabbit, their radioman and teams navigator sat in the left seat. Eliza jumped the side of her vehicle and stormed over to the left side of Clarkson's Dingo, formally known as 'Ol 2' Due to it being a vehicle whom actually fought in World War Two.

Clarkson laughed loudly to himself whilst Rabbit shrank lower and lower into his station, trying to avoid the now flailing arms of their C.O Trying to grab his hair as she leaned over the wall of the armoured car and inside of his station.

Eliza yelled furiously to Rabbit whilst grabbing at air trying to tear the small man out of his station. "DAMN IT RABBIT! ARE YOU FUCKING BLIND?! THAT IF THAT'D BEEN A CLIFF INSTEAD OF A FREAKIN HILL?!" Eliza finally caught several strands of Rabbits black hair and pulled him up to her eye level. "PULL. YOUR. HEAD. OUT. OF. YOUR. ARSE!" She yelled before dropping him back into his seat. She leaned over the wall of the armoured car and slapped a large crumpled map on his lap. "You. You have Four minutes to figure out where the fuck we are!" She said angrilly before looking at the still snickering Clarkson. "And. You!. Your pulling double time and keeping up with us!" She growled before hopping off the side of 'Ol 2' and walking back to her Dingo, 'Desert Rat #1'. The name was a throwback to the 'Desert Rats' A combined force Australian, Canadian, and others that fought Rommel's armoured forces in Africa during WW2.

Sure enough, four minutes passed. Eliza trudged back to Rabbit whom was still pouring over the map, his hand held a small compass, whilst his other hand ran two fingers over the route they took through the forest.

"Well? Times up Rabbit, am i gonna have a new Rabbit pelt beanie for the cold tonight?" She asks whilst leaning over the side left side of 'Ol 2'.

After several seconds Rabbit looks up and stares into the front wall of his station, his eyes darting around short distances, not particularly looking at anything whilst he silently mouthed words to himself, he then looks back down at the map on his lap. He slides a finger seven KM south-west. After a further few seconds he taps his finger twice.

"Found us. We're twelve Kilometers out of our way south-west. I'll post you with directions two hundred meters before they're required." Rabbit said with determination, Flinching as he received a light hearted slap across his left shoulder.

"Theres my Rabbit." Eliza said through a smile. Before posting a friendly warning. "Careful mate, the next one goes across your face if we get lost again!" she said through a broad smile as he hopped off the side and to the ground.

With that, Clarkson and 'Ol 2' pulled over to the side of the road, whist Eliza and Luke in 'Desert Rat #1' drove down the road a few seconds before sharply pulling into a U-turn and rapidly building speed.

'Ol 2' accelerated as Eliza and Luke were speeding towards them and Clarkson put his foot through the floor as 'Desert Rat #1' Whined past him, its engine cooling fan howling a ghostly whine trying to cool the vehicle.

After about seven minutes Eliza noticed a wooden fence off to her left. after a while they passed a front gate, as well as several ponies. But they kept on going. Their objective was retrieving the Tan tabbies.

"What are you doing?" Luke asked Eliza with a side glance.

"Found it!" Eliza said with a chuckle as she plugged her Smartphone into the armoured cars radio Aux port.

"Uh Oh, What are you doing?" Luke said through a sly smile.

With a tap of Eliza's thumb the loudspeaker on the side of the turret blasted into an electric guitar rift..

" NOOoooo! You didnt just select that song" Luke said through a chuckle. Meanwhile back inside 'Ol 2' The music was clawing its way through the open hatches and inside the crew compartment.

Clarkson let loose a Hearty "HAH!" Then licked his lips.

"What is it? And whats this song-" Rabbit was cut off but the first of the lryics...

"* I won't pull the trigger, just to see you die
No remedy to make me come alive
I'm ticking like a time bomb, no fuse just guts and gore
Initiate the burning of the core

"This song suits our mission parameters quite well, Listen to the Lyrics" Clarkson said with a chuckle.

Rabbit did as his friend suggested and just listened.

I count down to zero, pull the trigger, no parole
No mercy no mercy on your soul

Kill by any means necessary
Win by any means necessary
Live by any means necessary
Die by any means necessary

"Heh. I Suppose your right..." Rabbit said, actually enjoying the song.

"Johnna said that we are to retrieve The Tan Tabbies. By any means necessary. It appears our C.O is taking that fairly seriously" Clarkson yelled over the lyrics.

"I'd say, She'd even found a song that matched the mission, and also the opinion of the Mist Cougars at the moment..." Rabbit said, sounding rather concerned about the latter.

I am not judgmental
A sinner nor a saint
'Cause either you're my best friend or you ain't

"Hey dont worry about the 'Smoke cats', Johnna's got a scout team watching them, The bloke may want to even the score as well, but he's not stupid. hes not gonna let them start an all out war." Clarkson yelled reassuringly.

Meanwhile up front, Both Eliza and Luke were singing karaoke in tune with the lyrics. Eliza passing an imaginary air microphone between Luke and herself. Both of the lovers had a huge smile across their faces.

Come gather here around me "Come gather here around me
Feel my breath under your skin Feel my breath under your skin
I'm deadly only when I'm getting caught I'm deadly only when I'm getting caught

I count down to zero, I'm a soldier without soul I count down to zero, I'm a soldier without soul
No mercy, no mercy on your soul "No mercy, no mercy on your- SHIT!-"

Luke slammed the brake pedal so hard the Dingo lowered on its forward suspension, as well as having its rear wheels bounce on the road surface, making an irritating rubbery chirping sound as they violently shook on the road.

The 3.2 tonne armoured car screeched to a halt half off the road, and spend most of the skid over there in a drift. Luke poked his head out of his divers hatch to look for the three ponies that had darted out in front of them in the road.
His expression of concern had warped into one of seething anger when he found the three shivering on the road under a red faced Clarkson, who had his Sten gun pointed at the trio.

Eliza Yelled her order and the Muscular Clarkson lowered his weapon but still kept it to his hip and pointed in the ponies general direction. Luke ran over and got into Clarkson's face.

"What the Hell man! Their CHILDREN!" He pointed to the shaking trio in the dirt.

"Yeah! And look at em! One's from the bloody breed that slaughtered Errik's lot! And one of them has that magical horn thing! How much you bet she can make your head explode into a fine mist?!" Clarkson yelled into Luke's face hard enough to have spit fly.

The situation was getting out of hand but the kids were the priority at the moment. Eliza ran over and crouched next to the terrified trio. Upon seeing her their reaction made Eliza's heart fall through her stomach. Two went wide eyed and stammered uncontrollably, and the white unicorn one just closed her eyes and hid her head under her hooves. Clarkson's irate arguement with Luke was reaching its epitome for a friendly fire tale. The two had been yelling in each others faces to hard that they'd turned grey. As well as Clarkson waving his sub-machine gun around like it was going out of fashion.

"SHUT THE FUCK UUUUUP!" Eliza yelled through a glare at the two. "Bend over, and Kiss each others Arses! Then, Reach down into your pants and GET. A. GRIP!" She continued to yell. "Your both on the same roster! Cause I Put you there, because you both get along like brothers! So Bury your Petty argument and work together damn it!!

It was then that the songs lyrics broke through the arguments awkward silence.

I am born to kill, judge and condemn
I am born to win, slay and maim 'em
I am born to live, fight for glory
I am born to die, memento mori
I am born to kill, judge and condemn
I am born to win, slay and maim 'em
I am born to live, fight for glory
I am born to die, memento mori *"

With a sigh, Eliza motioned Luke to join her, and they each picked up a foal, Luke carrying two. The duo, with their precious cargo in hands. Climbed back into their armoured car, Cutie Mark Crusaders in hands.

"What. The. FUCK, ARE YOU DOING?! They're The ENEMY!-" Clarkson's rant was cutoff by his C.O

"Are they? All i see are Children, And Children are not responsible for the evils their elders atone to!" Eliza spat back with a motherly venom that caused Clarkson to flinch and take a step back.

"Well!? Get in your bloody vehicle and follow us!" She hissed in a blind fury at her squad mate. After about a minute their dingo screeched off down the road leaving 'Ol 2' to try and keep up.

"Shit Clarkie, I've never heard her in that tone of voice before... The fact that such an Angel of a woman can reach that level of pure rage is terrifying!"

"Yeah, How do you think i felt? I just got back in and did as she said! She sounded like she was about to rip off my balls and beat me to death with em... I can see why Johnna put her incharge of her own scout unit, shes got the sisterly compassion that glues the unit together, and shes got the personality of a Loving, 'No Bullshit Cheetah...'"

Both Dingoes sped down the road and out of sight over the slight hill the road of built on. Their mission still yet to be completed...