Warzone

by DevilSpawn93

Rating: mature
Tags: My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Alternate Universe, Other, Original Character, Equestria Girls, My Little Pony: A New Generation, Profanity, Non-consensual, Violence, Sex, Anthro
Length: 1232

Yakyakistan had conquered the Equestrian nation and run wild and it's up to small forces of resistance fighters to keep hopes alive.

Yakyakistan had conquered the Equestrian nation and run wild and it's up to small forces of resistance fighters to keep hopes alive. One fighter, a wolf named Beretta Creedmoor runs alone in Kleugtown resistance divisions but has to flee northwards.

Published 2024-09-23 03:40:00 UTC
Last updated 2024-09-23 03:40:00 UTC

Kleugtown

Kleugtown 2300 hours:

Capper walked the streets, and it was very late - even for him, and he was going to attempt a rendezvous with Beretta Creedmoor; Beretta was a mercenary who left her homelands to fight alongside Equestria. Capper had hastily turned a corner when he became aware of a group ahead of him. "Who wants to go a first round with this chick? Private, you go first; we've done this all before." Peering around his corner, Capper saw about six yaks and a young woman on her knees, and best he could tell from the street light, was badly bruised. Occurrences like this are too common nowadays. Capper felt sick as his ears heard the sounds of fabric tearing; another rape scene that he couldn't prevent alone. Suddenly he felt the urge to charge headlong into a fight as a voice commanded him to do so.

"Move damned feline!" All Capper saw was a blur of motion, and a gleaming pistol rushed past him. Drawing his own Capper, this stranger fired rapid shots and found their marks. Capper grabbed the young woman, who Capper could tell was twenty-two, and the open billfold that was lying nearby. The private was trying to crawl away, but the stranger placed a boot on his back and placed their pistol against his spine. "Fool, tell your commanding officer that these streets have a new resistance fighter in town." A single shot echoed in the now still night; Capper could now see his companion clearer in the street light. Capper saw a wolf near his own height with broad shoulders, fur black as a Raven, and a figure that, if it were a different setting and time, was rather seductive. This figure was solid and well-built and defihisnbody type. Capper had a thing for women who were strong and athletic.

"Evening sir, a bit chilly tonight so I brought my scarf." Capper's night vision picked up a red scarf around this wolf's neck. Capper tightened his own red scarf.

"Wrap it snuggly, a cool breeze blows from the sea."

"So you're my rendezvous? I expected a stallion not a feline. Eh, you'll do. Now come on we need to move on my way here I saw at least five patrols and we were loud enough that they'll be here soon. Bring the woman with us!" Capper saw the wolf were Kevlar lined gloves and he found the fierce look in her eyes quiet attractive. As the trio ran through the streets Capper wondered what his friend Spike would say if he told him about this wolf he landed. "Listen feline you can gawk all you want but remember if you want to date just blurt it out! Besides if we are to know each better then plan something. I've had too many men gawk but never try to ask to know me."

Capper found this wolf refreshing compared to the girls he dated in the past. " What's your name? "

"Beretta Creedmoor, most people call me Creedmoor and here's my car and get in." Capper Froze as he felt a gun press into his back. Beretta turned as she heard silence behind her. She slowly turned and Beretta saw that the girl they rescued was holding a pistol.

"My boss will be pleased that I got Capper, we've been hunting him for months." Beretta had her pistol aimed and glaring menacingly.

"Capper...do you trust me? And bitch, you'd sell out your country for what?"

"I make good solid money, eight thousand bits for Intel and it's worth it!"

"I make more than that fighting for people who can't fight their own battles you whore! Now let Capper go!" Capper hated his predicament; he had a hot chick with a pistol at his spine and one aiming a gun at his head.

"Miss Creedmoor.... I trust you." I that moment Capper tilted his head and he almost screamed as he felt three bullets past his ear. Capper was grateful that he had jerked his body to the side because he felt a bullet graze his hip. The duo leapt into the vehicle and the engine roared to life.

"Crazy cat! I do hope you have all nine lives still."

"I do too, that was way to close."

"I was the one who had it rough, I had to pull the fucking trigger bitch."

"The irony is that you called me a bitch and yet you're the canine."

"A canine who hasn't had her rabies shot yet." Capper laughed out loud.

"Ya know, when Twilight Sparkle said you were coming in because of your skill set I was skeptical. I bet you got a boyfriend?"

"I did, but I had to shoot him....long story but tonight brought that memory back. I can't help but notice you oogling me; am I your type or something?"

Capper stared ahead and not sure how to answer. "You are and my mother always told me there I was like my dad....liking his women feisty and competent."

"Once we meet up with your superiors let's grab some food! I'm starving." Capper grabbed his cellphone as it rang.

"Hey mother, things are going well, I picked up a nice lass." As the conversation progressed Capper's cheek put the phone on speaker; and he decided that it would be safe to leave it on speaker but never knew what his mother had planned now.

"What's her species? Is she feisty and competent? Is she of that body type you liked in school? Is she curvy and yet with a solid athletic figure?" Beretta choked as she drove along and Capper was visibly embarrassed.

"Mother she's a wolf, and yes to those questions."

"What's her chest size?" Capper coughed and Beretta choked.

"Come on son take a look and guess her size." Capper turned his head and looked right into Beretta's eyes and was about to hang up or take the phone off speaker. Beretta held up a finger.

"Evening ma'am, you're on speaker and if you must know my bust size I'm one hundred five centimeters over eighty-seven centimeters." Capper knew those measurements because Rarity had measured his sister's chest size while taking measurements before the war; Beretta was a "D" or just under a "DD" bra size. Capper felt pervy for knowing the size and his mother cackled as she made her next statement.

"Capper keep your eyes on the road and not her melons." Capper blushed horribly.

"Ma'am....I'm the one driving and you've embarrassed him enough."

"Sorry son, it's been so long since you've found a girl, maybe this girl is what you need to move on in life besides this war."

Beretta Creedmoor figured Capper got dumped before this war she's picked a side in and felt bad for the feline. When the phone call ended Beretta spoke up. " When your mother was embarrassing you why didn't you take the phone off speaker? "

"I was letting have her fun, as the youngest she worried about me the most and after my failed relationship she hearing I have you unofficially she always told me that she will need to embarrass me like my grandmother did my father. Family tradition and all."

"Do I get to see your baby photos and videos?" Both adults laughed as they drove along the now-darkened road and chatting about the coming days.