Pony Fortress

"Pinkie Pyro"
2Fort
January 8th, 2012
2333 hrs
Inside BLU base

Pinkie stood next to the entrance to the courtyard, her back to the wall. She peeked out to see if there were anyone guarding the entrance to the shack on the other end. On the top of the doorway to the shack, she could make out a red sign that said "Intelligence." "Bingo..." Pinkie Pie muttered under her gas mask. But she then noticed a BLU soldier came marching out of the shack, holding a rocket launcher with one hand, letting it rest on his shoulder, like the British guards would hold their weapons when they don't use it. Pinkie Pie smiled under her mask and put the flamethrower back on her back, getting an ax out. She waited for the soldier to turn around before aiming the ax at him. By the time she got ready, she pulled the ax back and threw it with all her might. She watched the ax spin like a tomahawk and watched it splatter onto the soldier's back.

The BLU soldier cried out in pain and tried to grab for the ax embedded in his back. But he then fell and started rolling down the stairs that was hidden in the shack, getting a huge concussion on his way down. But it didn't matter. By the time Pinkie Pie followed her victim down the steps, he was dead. Pinkie grabbed the ax and nodded. Her hair seemed to have straightened out, like as if she had a look of cruelty on her face. "It's past your bedtime you know..." She taunted at the corpse before moving on.

She walked past the resupply room in the basement and found herself in a hallway with three other corridors. A typical TF2 player would know that the first two led to the intel room and the third in the very back was a ramp into the main fortress. But Pinkie didn't know that. She decided to pick the middle corridor and walked through the hallway. But when she reached the corner, she heard something unpleasant.

BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!

"A lone sentry?" Pinkie muttered under her gas mask. Her mane that was coming out of her mask was still straight. "Diamond mane! Come in Diamond mane!"

"Quit calling me Diamond mane! That's not my code name!" Pinkie turned around and saw Rarity in her spy mask, but the mask above her first one seemed to disappear. Rarity seemed frustrated at Pinkie, until Rarity noticed that Pinkie's mane was on the unusual side. "Wait... you aren't yourself.... what's wrong with you?"

"Nothing..." Pinkie muttered silently. "I'm fine..."

Rarity shook her head and got out what looked kind of like an old fashioned radio. But a typical TF2 player would know what it actually was. Pinkie didn't know what it was unfortunately. "What's that?" She asked.

"A present for the sentry." Rarity smiled as she walked on two legs into the middle corridor. Smoke emitted around her and another mask was seen in front of her first one. This time, it had the face of an engineer.

Pinkie watched as Rarity turned the corner, then heard an electrocution noise. The noise still continued as Rarity returned to Pinkie, "It's done. Go ahead. And make it quick. I've got a bad feeling about..."

INTRUDER ALERT! INTRUDER ALERT! INTRUDER ALERT!

"...THAT!" Rarity vanished into thin air, leaving Pinkie alone in the hallways with the sirens going off. A red flashing light lightened up the entire room every interval. Pinkie knew that her cover was blown, so she had very limited time. She charged right into the corridor and turned right as the corridor leads into the intel room. She saw the briefcase on the office desk and grabbed it, running out the same way she came in.

When she got back into the hallway, she heard many voices. "YEEAGGGHHH!!!" The voice sounded like a deep, Russian war cry. Pinkie had company. It sounded like it was coming from the exact way she came down into the hidden halls. She had to find another route out of there. She decided that going the opposite direction from where the voice was coming from would be her best bet.

She ran to the other end of the hall and found a ramp going up, with many turns. Before she could take it, she heard someone yell, "WHO DID THIS?!" It sounded like the Russian who gave the war cry.

"Ack... pity... but no time for mourning now! We need to protect the briefcase!" The voice sounded French. It was a very similar voice. It sounded like the RED spy's voice. But she knew it wasn't him. It must have been the BLU spy. "Also, he wasn't the only victim. Four others in one of our resupply rooms have been burnt to death."

"I WILL CRUSH LITTLE RED HEAD!" The Russian yelled.

"But first! The briefcase!" The spy replied.

That was the signal for Pinkie to run up the ramps to get out of there. She had a bad feeling about the Russian. Like as if the Russian was someone she would never want to mess with. She ran as fast as she could, and finally got up to the top floor. She found a hole into the first floor of the fortress, and ran for it and jumped right into it. She saw the two doorways that were the entrance and exit into the fort and took the one on the right.

She managed to get out of the fort in one piece. She turned to her right and saw Rainbow Dash standing against the fence on the other side of Pinkie. To a TF2 player, they'd know this as what is out of bounds in the map. Rainbow heard the noise of the pyro pony coming out. She stood up and turned around, nodding. "You have the briefcase?" She asked.

"Yes..." Pinkie said, throwing the briefcase up over the tall fence, which Rainbow caught with ease in her hands.

"Good, good! RED spy would be proud of you. And I do believe it's still hurting you huh?"

"What?" Pinkie asked. "What are you talking about?"

"Your mane's straight." Rainbow pointed at Pinkie's mane as she said this. "It means you are upset, or not yourself. Isn't that right?"

"I'm fine. It's just... it still pains me to know that someone would write such a thing about me!" Pinkie said.

"You know what they say, curiosity killed the cat. In this case, the pony. I told you not to go into RED spy's room. But you did anyways. You read it. Why do you always have to look?!"

Pinkie took off her mask and glared straight at RD. "I CAN'T HELP IT YOU KNOW?!" Her eyes seemed to burn with hatred.

Rainbow Dash looked frightened and backed up a bit.

Pinkie then realized what she has done. Her eyes turned to sadness, but before she could say anything, it was too late. Rainbow Dash dashed away with the briefcase in her hands. "No! Wait! Rainbow Dash!" Pinkie tried to reach out to her running friend, but she was long gone now. "I'm sorry...." She lied down on the ground and closed her eyes. Tears were streaming down her cheeks. "I'm sorry..."

But then, something grabbed her from behind. "WAH!" Pinkie cried out. The thing that grabbed her forced her to turn around and made her face her new predators. She saw a huge, fat, guy wearing what looks like some sort of knitted hat, commonly refereed to as Tough Guy's Toque, was grabbing onto her smiling at her in a creepy manner, as if he was about to eat her.

Next to him, was a slim man in a blue suit and a blue mask, a similar one that Rarity had on. On top of his blue mask was a detective hat that looked like it belonged to Sherlock Holmes, known as Private Eye.

"Well well well.... what do we have here?" The man in the suit said.

Pinkie Pie looked very frightened after starring at the big guy, who managed to answer, "We have pony! A cute one too!" It was the Russian that Pinkie has heard.

"I don't believe it!" The man in the suit was surprised to see that a pony managed to take their intel. "How the heck would a pony manage to take our briefcase?! Much to that, how could only ONE manage to do it!" Then the man shook his head from all the surprise and frowned. "Nevermind about that.... send our scouts after the one that has our intel now! We still have a chance to intercept whoever it is! As for this thing here, take it into the sewers!"

"DA!" The Russian carried Pinkie over his shoulder and entered the fort.

Pinkie starred in horror at the man in the suit, who smiled at Pinkie. Oddly, Pinkie couldn't tell whether or not the smile was friendly or a devilish smile. But where she was going, she knew that she would most likely never see daylight again, taking it as that the smile was a devilish smile. She also seemed to hear the man silently whisper, "You have a lot of explaining to do for us..."