Soldiers: Skyfall

"This is DJ Storm, on my way to the studio......taking a break after...after......a Keeper.....he told me an evacuation site was being set up at the stadium...Evac Site Alpha he called it.....he was telliling....telling me to go there....when.....when she suddenly shoved me behind his car as he drew his weapon......I ..didn't see them.....he got off a single shot before their energy weapon tore through his vest like it wasn't even there.....he couldn't have been older then 20.....I.....I ran down an alley to get away......but.....yeah evacuation site alpha is at the stadium.....please everyone try to get there they are trying to get people out of the city......DJ Storm....I'll broadcast agian when I get more info......."

--DJ Storm Broadcast 09:33.

Date: August 9th 1666 CC
Time: 09:40
Name: Morning Rise
Location: Manehatten Apartment, Unknown Unit Number

Morning Rise laid face down on the floor using a couch cushion she’d swiped as a pillow. Last night’s party had been wild and she decided to stay the night at the host's place rather than head back to the Loft she shared with Broken Dawn. She knew she’d get an earful while drunk, and it still will be annoying. Broken was one of the weirdest roommates ever, but her mother wouldn't let her study abroad in this Equestria unless she roomed with someone she knew.

This Broken Dawn, this worlds Twilight former personal student who could go from fun to annoying to downright scary in seconds. Morning still recalled the time Broken threatened to geld a drunk stallion who wouldn't leave Rise alone at one of the few partiest Rise managed to get Broken to tag along, of which the only thing she drank was water and a couple sodas.

The scary anger of Broken could wait till Rise woke up from her stupor and decided to go back to the Loft.

The apartment shookand Rise groaned as she sat up, smacking her lips. She got to her hooves heading for the kitchen to grab a drink. As she was sipping her water, the apartment shook once more and her ear caught the sound of… She rushed to the window and saw smoke rising in the main part of the city and a battle raging in the sky.

It was at this moment she really wished she’d gone home. If there was anyone who you wanted with you in this situation, it was Broken Dawn. The mare was insanely determined to survive everything, no matter how crazy.

Rise downed her water, she knew was going to need it, before she grabbed her coat and headed for the door. The others were beginning to wake, but she didn't see anyone she knew. Broken had drilled into Rise ‘if anything happens, get to the Loft.’ It might have been cold, but people she didn't know would slow her down arguing about what to do and Broken wouldn't waste time.

She rushed down the stairs, glad the place was only on the second floor and was soon into the streets, which were slowly devolving into chaos. People were starting to evacuate. Cars were being loaded and some were already flying down the street to who knows where.

Rise had to be careful. Panicked people didn't exactly obey traffic laws. As she ran down the sidewalks, she caught a glimpse of an ambulance’s lights on a side street and passed a car wreck while crossing a street., One of the drivers were trying to get their suitcases out of the trunk ignoring their bleeding head wound.

She ignored it all as trained. If she stopped to help everyone along the way, she'd never reach her destination. She found herself glad she always stayed close to home. Even so, it was slow going dodging cars and others. She got out her cell and tried to call the loft to let Broken know she was okay, but all she got was a busy signal as soon as she dialed.

“Damnit.” She grumbled as she realized the towers most likely were overloaded with others trying to call as well. Her best option to let Broken know she was safe was to just get her flank to the damn place, so she ran.

It was still some time before she neared the street. The smoke ahead to her destination caused her concern to rise. She paused her run for a moment to catch her breath at the end of the street, it’d been easily half an hour. The ground shaking from an explosion prompted her to keep her rest very short and began jogging down the street once more. To her horror, she found the building she lived in with Broken engulfed in flames from what might be a jet crashing into it.

“No… No… no way.” She said, staring in disbelief. There was no way Broken could be dead, but the mare was nearly always home. She only really left when Rise basically dragged her out some place. Broken always had everything she needed delivered. She….she’d have been home.

“She… she can't be-” Rise breathed, dropping to her knees in shock. If Broken was gone, what in the world was Rise going to do? There was no way she could get through this on her own! She was a dumb party filly and she knew it, always neeidng Broken to rescue her from the dumbass situations she got herself into..

As she sat there staring, the flames shifted and she caught a glimpse of two gears spray painted on the wall with an arrow heading back the way Rise had come from down the street.

That was Broken’s Cutie Mark! She must have gone out looking for Rise when this all started and left a trail for her in case she showed up. This means Broken was alive! She just needed to follow the breadcrumbs the mare would have left for her.

With renewed vigor, Rise stood up and quickly headed back up the street away from the burning loft.