Soldiers: Skyfall

by Scorch215

Chapter 7: Scout

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"This is corporal Fragment, my squad is gone, I'm running blind! I need orders! Command? Command reapond!"
-automatic transcript found in EDF Garrison Gamma, Fillydelphia.

Date: August 9th, 1666 CC
Time: 09:57
Name: May Flowers
Location: Fillydephia Event Center

May Flowers looked at all the other scouts as they went about various activities at their booths

The filly adjusted the red sash she had one as she turned back to help set up their booth. She was a member of Filly Scout troop 439 and they had come here to sell some of the things they made over the year, along with the other troops. It was a big event done at the end of summer that they prepared for all year long to help show their progress and make the troop some money as people from other troops or random people would buy trinkets they liked.

May’s troop was small, only 5 of them, 7 if you could the troop leader Mrs. Cookie and her daughter Grassy, who was much older then the scout troop, a teenager at the age of 15 and May felt like the green mare didn't want to be there but was brought by her mom anyways.

May didn't get it because how could you not want to be here? This was so fun and something she looked forward to every year, the 10 year old unicorn was practically vibrating with excitement.

She was the oldest in her troop, the next one was Daisy, another earth pony at age 9, the unicorn Blue also 9, the pegasus Hightop at 8 and then the youngest, the twins See and Saw at age 7, both pegasi.

After a bit of helping May approach the troop leader, “Mrs. Cookie, may I go to the bathroom?”

“Of course dear, you remember where it is?” She asked, they were lucky enough to be close there and there were a lot of others around so with a nod she set off alone.

As she was washing up afterwards she felt the ground shake a bit and blinked at it confused and that grew as she felt another.

Worried she started to head back to her Troops booth as Mrs. Cookie will know what to do.

As she stepped out of the bathroom the fire alarm started blaring, now worried she rushed down the hall back to the main event area to find everyone getting together and lining up to leave the building as they were taught. She heard some trooper leader muttering about a troop probably trying to start a campfire or something not realizing to not do that indoors.

As May made her way toward her troop the ground shook harder than ever before and there was a loud boom from toward the main entrance.

And then everyone was screaming as she heard what sounded like magic discharges and there was smoke and screaming and everyone was starting to run,

May had to dive into an abandoned booth to avoid being crushed under everyone as they ran. She had to get to her Troop, Mrs. Cookie would know what to do! She had to, she was the troop leader and an adult.

She started crawling under the tables from booth to booth to try and avoid the panicking crowd, this meant she couldn't see what they were running from as 100s of adults, both connected to the scouts or were here to buy things, all ran and scouts screamed and tried to follow their leaders.

As May neared where her troop booth had been she saw Mrs. Cookie had gotten on a table and was looking over the heads of the crowd. “MAY! MAY WHERE ARE YOU!” she heard her yelling as the troop leader desperately looked for the missing scout.

May managed to weave her way towards the leader. “Mrs. Cookie!: the young filly yield and Mrs. Cookie looked to her looking utterly relieved. She started to open her mouth and a blue beam struck her causing smoke to fly from where it hit and Mrs. Cookie fell from the table.

May ran over to where she felt to see Mrs. Cookie eyes were open but no matter how much she shook her she didn't say anything or move. She had a really bad burn on her side that was deep, almost like a little hole in her body,

It took a few more moments for it to dawn on the young pony, they had seen things when camping and had been taught about the circle of life and death.

Her troop leader was dead.

May was starting to panic.

“439!” She heard someone yelling out. “Troop 439!” quickly wiping her tears she headed for the voice calling her troop number and found Grassy with the rest of the troop. The teenager rushed over and grabbed the foal up before they ran back toward the troop. “Come on we got to get the hell out of here!" she said.

“But….but your m-”

“Shut up. Just shut up!” the teenager said looking almost on the verge of tears, from where she'd been standing she had had a clear view of the table Mrs. Cookie had been on.

The teenager grabbed the foal and they ran for a side door that led to staff only areas and pushed into the room to a hall that was very spartan.

Grassy led the fillies through the halls, seeming looking for something as they went down random halls after random hall till they found a door with an EXIT sign above it. “Okay girls now listen closely to me, as soon as we open these doors I want you to run for the buses okay? Mr. Wheelie should be there and he can help.’ the Teenager said on the verge of total panic and just keeping it together barely.

The troop had hired Mr. Wheelie who was a retired bus driver and liked to help out people with his own bus as he’d bought one. He charged the scouts a low price in exchange for a discount on cookies.

Grassy repeated it to the terrified children doing her best to make sure the twins understood, “okay, on 3…..ready…..3……2……1…..now!” She yelled and pushed through the door.

The parking lot around the event center was in a state of total madness, those who escaped the center through other exits ran for their cares, there were many car crashes and May saw a speeding car hit a stallion who rolled up over the card and slammed into the ground hard not moving.

She tried not to look as she ran for the bus parking area when an explosion happened near her, sending her from her hooves and knocking the air from her lungs.

She was dazed and confused as everything seemed to slow down as she gasped for air looking around.

She saw a weird plane flying through the air firing beams down at the parking lot causing explosions as she saw many clouds of smoke rising from the city.

As she slowly sat up she looked toward the bus parking and could see blue beams of energy being fired between the buses and some other colors that might have been magic blasts from unicorns.

As she watched she saw one of the buses crash through the small fence around that part of the lot and speed towards an exit, she could vaguely see splashes of red from sash through the window as the nearly full bus sped away crashing through anything that got in its way.

She watched as a big thing in gray armor climbed onto one of the still parked buses and lifted something to its shoulder.

A massive energy ball fired and when it struck the fleeing bus and it exploded into a fireball that crashed into other vehicles.

May was suddenly jerked up snapping her head around as the movement jarred her to awareness and she saw Gassy, the twins on her back and the other two scours almost clinging to her. “May, are you okay?” she asked panicked when May nodded Grassy nearly dragged her as they ran the other way from the buses. “B-but what about the bus?”

“Fuck it! Its a death trap, come on!” The 15 year old yelled as the troop ran through the parking lot, dodging cars and fleeing ponies. May could hear loud bangs coming from some places in the lot.

They reached the road and Gassy looked both ways before she ran across the street and into a small alley leaving behind the event center and fleeing into the city.

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