The Wrong Stallion

On the ground level of the building gunfire erupted and the bottom floor was pounded relentlessly by bullets. “Trixie” Flam yelled, both Flim and Trixie were in his office, “What the hell is going on down there” Flam screamed. Trixie brushed off her cape “It would seem a certain pony is coming back to get revenge” she said calmly. “Well do something, I’m not a soldier” Flam yelled.

Trixie sighed “And I’m just a magician, I only wanted to be seen as Great and Powerful, and when you promised to be the most famous group in Equestria I jumped on the opportunity to once again be known for my magical abilities” she explained. “Yes, yes you’ve already told us that millions of times. Now we need a way to kill this guy” Flim said frantically. Trixie swung her head to one side “Fine then, Flim come with me, we shall ambush him on a lower floor, Flam you stay here and… do whatever it is you do” Trixie ordered and with that Trixie and Flim left Flam’s office.

In the Canterlot palace:

“Princess” a guard yelled out and Celestia ran over to the guard. “What is it?” she asked curiously, “Ma’am we confirmed reports of weapon discharge at F&F enterprise” the guard replied. “Wright… Shining” Celestia called out and Shining Armour raced over to her side. “Yes ma’am” Shining replied, “get a battalion of your best guards, have them ready to deploy ASAP” Celestia ordered. “Ma’am, are you expecting a battle?” Shining asked, Celestia looked at the computer monitor “No… I’m expecting World War 3”.

Back at F&F enterprise:

“GET SOME” Wright yelled out as the Gatling gun spat out 30-06 rounds. Several employees tried to take cover and shoot at Wright but he currently had superior firepower thanks to the Cutie Mark Crusader’s Gatling gun. The hopper stick magazine ran dry and Wright quickly replaced it with a new magazine, he began to crank the gun again and it spit out more lead death at any-pony foolish enough to oppose him.

He caught a glimpse of a pony kneel down with a large rocket launcher. “Fuck” Wright snarled and lept off the carriage just as the 85mm rocket round ejected out of the launcher. Wright slid along the tile floor and the carriage erupted behind him in a large explosion that literally rocked the ground floor of the building. He rolled behind cover as bullets began to strike the floor around him, He unholstered his revolvers and began to take pot shots at ponies in the open. The pony with the rocket launcher reloaded and stood up onto his hindlegs and aimed the launcher at Wright. He snapped his aim immediately to the pony and fired off a single .357 round.

The round slammed into the pony’s forehead and his head exploded into a mess of gooey brain matter. As the corpse fell to the ground his nerves twitched and he triggered the rocket launcher, sending a rocket into the ceiling. The rocket exploded and the roof collapsed, several ponies from the floor above were killed in the initial explosion and other were killed as debris fell on top of them.

Wright stood up onto his hindlegs and reloaded both revolvers then started ascending the stairs. “If I was a treacherous scum where would I hide?” Wright said outloud and a pony suddenly lept from a doorway and tried to get a shot off at Wright, Wright simply lifted his foreleg up and trigged the revolver, which boomed in response and the pony was knocked to the ground, a hole placed in the center of his chest which now leaked blood onto the fine tile floor.

“If I was a treacherous scum I would hide on the top floor” Wright told himself and suddenly a group of 5 ponies burst into the hallway and began to shoot at Wright. He simply sidestepped into a room and waited for them to stop shooting. They all continued to fire until their guns were empty, Wright spun off the wall and holding his custom revolvers at hip level opened fire on the group with rapid succession. They all let out a scream as .357 magnum rounds tore through their bodies and shredded them into a bloody mess. Wright spun the revolvers in his hooves then reloaded each of them.

He walked into a stair well and looked up, their must’ve been at least 10 floors on this building. He sighed as he began to race up the stairs.

Suddenly a group of ponies burst out from the hallway 2 floors above him, they hadn’t spotted Wright yet and Wright lifted both revolvers above his head and opened fire. Their screams echoed in the stairwell as they were struck by hot lead and they tumbled to the ground, their guns clattered to the ground and 2 of the ponies assault rifles went off and the shots echoed in the stairwell. He began to race up the stairs, reloading his revolvers once again. However he stopped on the ninth floor when he felt an eerie felling pass through his body.

He turned and looked into the 9th floor of the building, it was filled mostly with offices and other appliances you’d find in an enterprise building. He walked into the office and looked around. A group of 6 ponies burst from an office, armed with G3 assault rifles. Wright snapped his revolvers up and unleashed a torrent of .357 rounds into them. One of the pony’s nerves twitched as he died and he triggered his assault rifle, rounds burst all over and tore through the roof, plaster and drywall cluttered to the ground.

Wright dove to the ground , reloading his pistols as he looked around. He couldn’t spot anymore ponies. He holstered the custom revolvers and brought out the Colt Python as he began to walk around on his hindlegs, holding the revolver with his front hooves.

As he passed by an office a pony smashed through the window wall of the small office and tackled him to the ground, he lost his grip on the Colt Python which slid along the ground. Wright bucked his hips and the pony on top of him lost balance. He wrapped his hindleg around his aggressor and flipped both their bodies over, the pony turned out to be Flim. “Payback time” Wright snarled but Flim punched him in the face with brass-hooves and Wright fell back. Wright lept up onto his hindlegs and Flim followed suit.

“Time to settle things” Wright snarled and they charged each other. Wright was easily more powerful and tackled Flim through the drywall and into an office. He began to punch Flim in the face but once again Flim punched him with his brass-hoof and knocked Wright off him. Wright back flipped off his back and landed on his hindlegs, bringing his front hooves in front of his face. Flim charged at Wright and swung with a haymaker punch which Wright simply ducked and threw a punch into Flim’s exposed stomach.

He staggered back and gasped, obviously having the wind knocked out of him. Flim regained his breath and the two engaged in a hoof fight. Flim threw multiple straight punches which connected with Wright’s stomach. Wright growled and threw a knee into Flim’s chest. Suddenly Flim wrapped his hooves around Wright’s neck and pushed both their bodies through a washroom door. Flim grabbed for one of Wright’s revolvers while Wright grabbed the other one, then using their opposite hoof grabbed the other’s hoof that held their gun. They struggled for a moment then both threw a knee to the other’s gut at the same time.

They grunted in pain and both of them threw a head-butt into each other’s head. Wright’s head was more used to pain and Flim fell to the ground but he pulled Wright down with him. The 2 continued the struggle on the ground. Wright slammed Flim’s wrist into the post of the stall and Flim gasped in pain and released the revolver which slid along the ground, out of their reach. Flim head-butted Wright and knocked Wright’s revolver out of his hoof. Wright snarled and lept up, picking Flim’s body up and slamming his head into the toilet of the stall. He flushed the toilet “Don’t forget to flush” he quoted and staggered out of the stall and began to unsling his Spas 12 when a revolver thundered in the bathroom, a .357 round chipped the concrete wall beside Wright.

He turned his head to see Trixie levitating his Colt Python “Dammit, The Great and Powerful Trixie was never very good with these things” Trixie muttered as she muttered and fired off another shot, which missed him by inches. Wright dived behind a stall door, BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM, his revolver thundered as Trixie tried furiously to shoot him down. Wright breathed heavily then spun out of the stall and leveled his shotgun at her. “Foolish pony, Trixie will kill you now” she laughed and pulled the trigger. Wright didn’t even flinch, CLICK. “What” she screamed and looked to the revolver “what is the meaning of this? Trixie demands to know what’s wrong with this revolver” she screamed.

Wright chuckled as he cocked the Spas in his hooves “That thing only holds 6 shots before you have to reload, but don’t worry it wasn’t the biggest mistake you’ve made, the biggest mistake was cheating me out of my farm” Wright snarled. “Cheating, Trixie never cheats” she scoffed. Wright rolled his eyes “No surprise for you” Wright said as he went to pull the trigger on the Spas. At the last possible moment Trixie’s horn flashed and she disappeared into thin air, along with Flim. “Fuck” Wright yelled, grabbing both his revolvers off of the bathroom floor and holstering them he charged out of the bathroom and looked around “ARRR TRIXIE” Wright roared but there was no response, she had obviously transported them somewhere safer.

Wright charged out into the stairwell and raced up to the final floor and burst into the top floor of the building. He walked through the hallways when suddenly Flam burst out of a doorway with an M16 in his hooves and let out a burst of auto fire. Wright lept through the drywall beside him and into an office and got his Spas ready. “Come on out Wright it’s just me and you” Flam yelled out. Wright snarled and yelled back “The name’s Mercy”.

Wright burst through the drywall and triggered the shotgun in semiautomatic, sending a wall of buckshot straight at Flam. Flam ducked around an office wall and just barely missed the lead death. Wright followed where he thought Flam had gone. As he entered an office he saw a pony in body armour holding Rainbow Dash by the throat “Don’t fucking move… or I’ll cut her fucking throat” he hissed as he brought his knife closer to Rainbow Dash’s throat. “You know I was wondering what happened to you RD, what you just give up or something?” Wright joked.

“Well I didn’t have a gun and these guys just surrounded me so I really didn’t have much of a choice” Rainbow Dash commented. “Put down the gun” the henchman ordered, “Alright” Wright said as he set the Spas onto the ground carefully. “And the revolvers” the henchman ordered, Wright slowly took out his revolvers, holding them by the cylinder and having the handle pointed towards the henchman. “Here I give up” Wright said. The henchman’s grasp on Rainbow Dash loosened and the knife was brought away from her neck as he took a step forward to grab the revolvers from Wright’s hooves.

Quicker than the blink of an eye, Wright spun the revolver in his right hoof and grasped the handle. The henchman’s eyes grew wide as he realized his mistake and Wright pulled the trigger on his custom revolver, the .357 magnum round bursting out of the gun’s barrel and slamming into his head. The henchman’s head exploded into a crimson of grey matter and her fell to the group, Rainbow Dash just stood there in pure shock at what had just happened. She was covered in blood and skull fragments. “Wait here… but uh maybe hid under the desk” Wright ordered as he grabbed his Spas and ran out into the hallway and charged down the hallway.

He found an office labelled ‘Flam’s office’ and booted the door down. “Knock-knock” Wright quoted and Flam turned to him, his M16 at hip level. “Wright” Flam said in a deep tone as he went to pull the trigger on his M16, but the gun clicked, it was out of ammo. “Wrong” Wright quoted and pulled the trigger several times on his Spas 12, the shotgun chugged as it expelled 12 gauge buckshot and riddled Flam’s body mercilessly. Flam’s body was torn apart and his chest was torn apart, blood gushed from his wounds and littered his office. He was tossed out the window like a ragdoll and fell to the ground below with a comical scream, (you know like the one from Star wars that the storm troopers always make).

“The name’s Mercy” Wright said as he left the office and made sure to get Rainbow Dash as well. The descended the flight of stairs when they heard carriages and helicopters fly by. As they walked out of the building they were greeted by the sight of dozens of royal guards, armed to the teeth with assault rifles and shotguns.

Wright and Rainbow Dash walked down towards the large assault force. Celestia and Captain Shining Armour stepped forward. “Leave anything for us” Celestia asked and Wright looked back to the building, which had smashed windows and bullet holes. “Just bodies” he said and walked passed her with Rainbow Dash at her side. “Wright is there any-pony left?” Celestia asked and Wright shrugged “Trixie and Flim got away, goddess only knows where they are” Wright commented as they continued to walk away. “Wright just let us handle things our way” she commented and Wright turned back to her and smiled “No chance”