Pony behind the skull

“Are you sure about this twilight…I mean no pony has ever tried it before?”

“calm down spike, what is the worst that could happen?” twilight asked Her assistant spike the dragon.

“If you say so let’s get started.” Said spike as twilight's horn stared glowing.

Emile silently cheered as another Phantom dropship was blown out of the sky, the burning parts plummeting several miles towards the ground. He glanced quickly towards the landing pad, where Noble Six and a squad of marines were desperately trying to hold off another wave of Covenant soldiers. Emile sighed, remembering the time since Noble Team first arrived on Reach. Ever since, they had fought a losing battle for the salvation of the planet. He saw the faces of the people who had perished in his squad. Jorge, who had sacrificed himself to stop a Covenant Super Carrier in vain. Kat, a shot piercing her helmet after the nuclear blast in New Alexandria. And their commander, Carter, who sacrificed himself too by flying his Pelican right into a Scarab. All of them killed while defending Reach.

A low hum woke him out of his daydreaming. As he looked up, he saw a Phantom in the distance, making it's way to Six and the others. He charged up the MAC gun and fired, the supersonic slug tearing through the Phantom and obliterating it. After the debris had fallen out of sight, Emile gazed through his skull-clad helmet towards the horizon: the Covenant seemed to withdraw.

He sighed in relief and turned his attention to Noble Six again as he handed the package to Captain Keyes. Emile smiled: The brass had proven himself well in combat, and Emile was proud to have this "hyper lethal vector", as he was called, in Noble team. He silently watched the horizon again, only see a Covenant Cruiser headed their way.

Emile heard captain Keyes' voice crackle through his intercom:

"Noble Four, I need fire on that cruiser or were not getting out of here! Do you copy?"

"I have your window sir", he responded as he slowly turned the MAC gun towards the Covenant ship.

Suddenly, a Phantom emerged, shooting the second Pelican that had arrived with Keyes. The dropship caught fire and was slowly starting to spiral down before it eventually crashed on the landing pad, almost crushing Noble Six. Emile turned his head quickly; the Phantom was coming right at him!

The Phantom hovered above Emile, sending down an Elite toward him. He unholstered his shotgun. As soon as the Elite had landed in front of him, Emile let out a savage cry before blasting it. Wounded, the Elite reeled backwards and feel on it's back, only to see the Spartan look over him. Emile fired a shell right in it's face.

"WHO'S NEXT?"

He suddenly felt a sharp pain before realizing that he had an Energy Sword through his stomach. He turned around; he saw the Zealot that had stabbed him grinning in triumph. He slowly felt the pain going away and his vision became blurred. He felt death creeping into his veins; his memories of Reach flooded into his mind; all of his squad member's faces flashed before him.

-I'm not going to die now! Emile thought. For Noble! For Six!

"I'M READY? HOW 'BOUT YOU?"

With all the strength he had left, Emile grabbed his knife and dove it into the neck of the stunned Elite. Before it had time to react, he dragged him down dowards the stairs, where he pulled out the knife and dove it in again. The body laid besides Emile, it's eyes still wide open in surprise.

Slowly, Emile dragged himself to the railing and looked towards the dead Zealot. He was starting to cough up blood inside his helmet; he knew he wouldn't survive.

-This is it... He coughed up more blood before the world darkened before his eyes. Noble Four... Signing off...

He stopped moving.

as a light enveloped his body

Rarity trotted up to Twilight’s tree house and knocked on the door. The lavender library mare answered with a friendly ‘Hello.’

“I came over as soon as I got your letter.” Rarity said, stepping into the room.

“Thank you, I’ve been wanting to try a new spell but everyone else was busy. Spike!” Twilight called. A purple dragon climbed down the stairs with a book in his claws. About half way down the stairs he saw Rarity, lose his balance, and tumbled the rest of the way down. He stood up and brought the book to Twilight.

“Can I go back to bed now?” he said in a grumpy tone.

“Fine Spike, but when you can’t sleep tonight don’t come whining to me.”

Twilight levitated the booked open to the page with the spell she wanted to try.

“Alright Rarity, the spell I wanted to try is a reverse teleportation spell. Pretty much what it does is send back someone who has been recently teleported.” She told Rarity.

“Are you sure this will work, I don’t want to get trapped somewhere with no way out.” Rarity said.

“Don’t worry, I’ll only teleport you outside and back.” Twilight reassured. She pointed her horn at Rarity and focused. In a flash of light Rarity was gone. Twilight took a quick breather to regain herself. The teleportation spell is very tiring. She focused once me. Her horn glowed a magnificent purple light that filled the room. She closed her eyes and concentrated. A heavy thud broke Twilight's focus. A large pile of metal was laying in the center of the room. She circled it, trying to find out exactly what it was. She stopped when she placed her hoof in something warm and wet. She looked down and saw a puddle of red liquid coming out of the object. She immediately began to panic. She realized that it was living and slowly dieing. She threw open the door and ran full gallop towards Fluttershy’s, leaving a trail of bloody hoof prints behind her.