The Wrong Stallion

Wright awoke again to the sound of the train’s whistle. He slung his Spas tightly to his chest and concealed it as he hoped off the train and looked around at the small town. The town was a lot less busy than the last but didn’t have that terrible feeling like the first, but somewhere in this town he knew that the Flim and Flam brothers had taken over.

He paced down the sidewalks briskly looking for a farmer or homeless pony. He wasn’t so lucky to just stumble upon one like he had the first 2 towns. He continued around the town but was unable to find any of the 2 types of ponies he was looking for. He sighed and walked into the local saloon, it wasn’t overly packed but there was a small crowd. He sat in the corner and began eaves drop on conversations, trying to pick up something that might help him out.

Among the conversations were mostly just simply tales about a handful of mares that constantly did good in Equestria or about dragons and wild creatures, even some about mystic adventures to another world were bipedal creatures ruled their world and had strange limbs with things called fingers.

Wright chuckled to himself but then he heard one particular outburst that caught his attention “I tell you I was the best damn farmer in the county and those sons of bitches Flim and Flam scammed me outta my farm” the voice yelled. Another voice yelled out “shut up you old coot”, “I tell you I was” the other voice began but he was cut off and Wright watched as several ponies grabbed the elderly stallion and tossed him out the door. “No-pony cares bout your stupid farm stories” yelled one of the stallions that had tossed him onto the street.

Wright stood and went out a side door then proceeded to the front of the saloon where the elderly stallion had been tossed out. Wright kneeled down next to him “You alright gramps?” Wright asked and the elderly stallion looked up to him, “course ah ain’t alright, them damned brothers scammed me outta muh farm” he coughed and Wright helped him up. The elderly stallion brushed himself off “But these buffoons don’t care, as long as they get their drink at the end of the day it doesn’t matter if our farmland gets taken away” the elderly stallion said and Wright snarled, he couldn’t believe ponies would just sit there and watch as their land was taken by two scamming rats.

“Where are the bosses?” Wright asked and the elderly stallion shrugged “Don’t know, only met em when they took the farm, the guys that run the place now are over at Tanner’s ranch… by the way ah’m Tanner, Tanner Jr.” he said introducing himself. Wright shook his hoof and nodded “Can you show me where, I have a bone to pick with them” Wright asked, “fixin tah show em a lesson ah reckon?” Tanner asked and Wright nodded his head.

“Well in that case let’s go back tah muh place first, got me some stuff ah wanted tah say tah them… but never had the guts tah do it alone” Tanner told Wright and he shrugged, ‘a little help couldn’t hurt’ he thought to himself and followed Tanner as he walked towards his home.

Tanner brought him across the town and to a more rundown area of town. Wright was half expecting a rundown house but didn’t exactly expect for Tanner to be living in an alleyway in a cardboard box. “You… live here?” Wright asked with pity in his voice, “don’t worry yourself none, ain’t got nowhere better tah go… now where did ah put that fuckin thing… ah here it is” Tanner said as he pulled out a sawn-off double barrel shotgun. He slung it around his back and nodded to him “Let’s go pay Mr. Romeo a visit” Tanner said and Wright looked to him “his name is Romeo?” Wright asked and Tanner nodded.

Tanner led Wright out of the town and into a large meadow field, Wright sighed “don’t suppose your farm is invisible?” Wright said with sarcasm in his voice and Tanner chuckled “Nah, it’s that farm over there see it?” Tanner replied as he pointed to a barn in the distance, there was no cover and no vantage points.

Wright looked to Tanner “Follow my lead” he ordered Tanner who nodded. As they got within 50 yards of the building 5 ponies rushed out, bolt action and lever action rifles drawn, “HALT” yelled one of the ponies. “What the hell do you think you’re doing on Flim and Flam property?” yelled another, “What do I think I’m doing… what do I think I’m doing? Hasn’t your boss told you that Flim and Flam were sending a messenger to Romeo?” Wright asked with irritation in his voice.

Tanner took a very quick glance to Wright and decided to play along. “No” one of the armed ponies said, keeping his rifle trained on the duo, “You had better not have simply forgotten and pray to Celestia that the message simply hadn’t reached Romeo or by goddess I’ll ring your neck for incompetence” Wright threatened and each of the ponies gave each other a quick glance.

“Follow us, and don’t try anything stupid” one of the ponies said and brought them into the farm building. It was rather small and obviously a dwelling at one time but it was somewhat fancy. They brought Tanner and Wright upstairs to a single room where a finely dressed pony sat in an office chair smoking a cigarette.

He looked to the duo and with his cigarette in his hoof pointed to Tanner and Wright “Who the fuck are these clowns? They look like something out of a Broadway act” the stallion, who Wright assumed was Romeo, asked. “Boss they said you received a message from F&F about a messenger with some very important details, and they’re the messengers” one of the ponies said, Romeo gave them a cold look.

“You idiots if F&F wanted to tell me something then they would’ve just called me on the cell” Romeo said and the ponies brought up their guns on Tanner and Wright. “No, they couldn’t because they were afraid that Celestia might have had their phones bugged and they couldn’t get a secure line” Wright told him and Romeo’s look changed to that of curiosity “Oh is that so, well please indulge me on the situation” Romeo said and Tanner and Wright took a seat at his desk, directly across from him.

“You can leave now” Romeo told the other ponies who left quickly and closed the door behind them. “So Mr.?” Romeo asked and Wright answered him “Bell and Waves” Wright lied and Romeo chuckled “yeah guess it’s best I don’t know your real names” he laughed and pulled out his cell phone “listen, just to be on the safe side I need to call F&F… just to be sure. You understand right?” Romeo said as he placed an M1911a1 on the table. Tanner eyed the pistol.

Wright leaned back “Well whatever, I get paid by the hour so more for me right” Wright told Romeo with confidence in his voice. Romeo dialed a number and the phone rang for a moment then Romeo began to talk “Trixie? It’s Romeo… yeah I know Great and Powerful… Listen I don’t care right now it’s more important than you’re stupid nickname… yes it is because I got 2 clowns here calling themselves Waves and Bell… did you send them?... Well then put Flam on the phone” Romeo told her and looked to Wright and Tanner “Mares eh?”.

Romeo once again began talking on the cell phone “Flam?... yeah it’s Romeo listen I got these guys here said you sent them… I don’t know they said you needed to tell me something you couldn’t tell me over the phone… okay right sorry for bothering you just wanted to make sure” Romeo finished his conversation. “That clear things up?” Tanner asked and Romeo smiled “Yes many things” Romeo said as he set his phone down, but just as he did Wright flipped the table and a shotgun hidden underneath the desk went off, putting a large hole in the roof.

“What the fuck” Tanner yelled as he jumped out of his seat and unslung his sawn-off. “Could see it in his eyes, no-pony smart puts their only gun on the table without holding it, I knew that he had a gun under the desk. Never took his hoof away from it” Wright told him but suddenly Romeo was getting up. Like a flash of lightning Wright unslung his Spas 12 and pumped a load of buckshot into Romeo’s chest, blood erupted in a crimson as his chest was torn to shreds and his body was hurled through the room’s window and he fell to the ground, Wright grabbed his cell phone hoping that maybe he could get information off of it.

Several ponies burst through the doorway behind them but Tanner let off both barrels of his shotgun and the group was torn to pieces, ponies that weren’t killed by the blast were buried underneath the bodies that were tossed onto them. Wright turned to see several ponies rushing up the stairs and began to unload his Spas into them.

Ponies twisted and turned as the shotgun relentlessly pounded them with 00 buckshot. One of the ponies fell sideways and broke the railing and fell to the floor below with a THUMP. Wright dashed up beside the wall of the bedroom and reloaded, Tanner spent no time in replacing the spent shells with 2 fresh ones. There was shouting outside and gunfire tore through the bottom floor, they obviously thought that they were downstairs. Wright peeked out the window to see that in the confusion that the ponies downstairs had been fired on by accident by the ponies outside and now they were killing each other.

“Let’s keep it that way” Wright told Tanner who nodded. They crept along the staircase, with all the noise produced by the firearms it was easy to sneak past the occupied ponies. “HEY ASSHOLES I GOT SOMETHING FOR YAH” yelled a voice from outside and Wright looked, only to see a horrifying sight. A couple of ponies had gotten a hold of RPG-7s and were now aiming at the building.

“Fire” yelled the one pony and several ponies fired their RPGs. The 85mm explosive tipped rounds devastated the small household and the beams that held the house up collapsed. “Alright, time to scan the area for hostiles see if there’s any left, maybe some of them escaped through a back door or something” ordered the one pony. The small group consisting of a simple 12 ponies got up from their stances, discarding the RPGs and pulling out submachine guns.

Suddenly a hatch opened up and 2 ponies burst from the hatches and opened fire on the remaining group.

Moments earlier:

“Fuck” Wright yelled but Tanner pulled him into a small cupboard below the sink. He opened a secret hatch and they both lept down into the hatch. They raced along the darkened tunnel and felt the vibrations and they knew that the house had been destroyed. “Bastards, that house has been here for 6 generations” Tanner muttered as they reached the end of the tunnel. They listened, “Alright, time to scan the area for hostiles see if there’s any left, maybe some of them escaped through a back door or something” one of the ponies yelled and Wright nodded, they both burst through the hatch, leaping to their hindlegs they started unloading on the group.

Wright’s shotgun thundered in hooves as he chopped down several ponies, only a single blast came from Tanner’s shotgun as he let off both barrels. There was still 3 ponies left however when Wright’s Spas ran dry, he let the shotgun fall and it slung around his foreleg and with lightning reflexes he drew out one of his custom revolvers.

He shot 2 ponies in the head and their exploding blood blinded the 3rd pony, Wright shifted his aim from up high to the pony’s kneecaps and popped of another round. The .357 magnum round shattered the pony’s knee and ripped off his foreleg, he screamed in agony as he fell to the ground. Tanner finished reloading his shotgun and went to finish the job but Wright stopped him “No, I need him” Wright told Tanner and approached the injured stallion and knelt beside him and pulled out the phone, hitting redial.

The phone rang and Flim picked up the phone “Hello?” he asked and Wright pointed the revolver at the stallions face “Talk” he whispered to the stallion. “Hello? Romeo?” Flim asked, “I SAID TALK” Wright roared and pressed his knee down on the stump of a limb that was left on the stallion’s foreleg. He screamed out in pain and agony and a voice could be heard gasping from the other end of the phone line “Romeo what’s happening?” Flim asked and Wright placed the phone beside the stallion’s head “TALK” Wright yelled and the stallion grunted into the phone.

“Flim… it’s him man… that stallion… he’s coming for us all” the stallion groaned and Flim could be heard gasping. “Oh my Celestia what has he done?” Flim asked and the stallion grunted a response “he’s killed us man”. Wright brought the phone up to his own ear “I’m coming for you, you stupid son of a bitch… and that mare Trixie as well” Wright snarled into the phone then placed it back at the stallion’s ear “tell him this is what’s coming” Wright ordered the stallion. “Flim… this is what’s coming” the stallion said in fear and Wright brought the revolver down and placed in in his mouth and pulled the trigger, blood splattered everywhere and got all over Wright.

Wright got up and wiped the blood off his face and nodded to Tanner “Looks like you got your farm back… oh shit” Wright yelled as he looked into the distance and saw his train departing in the distance. “What’s the matter… miss your train… I think I got just the thing tah get yah there, follow me” Tanner said and led Wright over to a barn and slid the door open. There was a tarp over an object and Tanner walked over to it. “Was muh daddies but ah guess that since yah got me muh farm back ah owe yah one so guess this will make up fer it” Tanner replied as he pulled the tarp off of the object.

That object was a Harley Davidson Heritage with a softtail suspension kit and no windshield, it also had saddle bags on the back. “What… what… how do you have one of these?” Wright asked and Tanner chuckled “guess they didn’t take it when they took over the farm, now go catch your train” Tanner laughed and Wright hoped on the chopper. This particular model had an electric start making ignition much easy than the classic kick start. The Harley rumbled to life and Wright peeled out as he took off towards the train.