Call of Cutie: Black Ops II

I woke up along side of Orange Cream, her light orange coat covered in blood. Her even lighter orange eyes were open, looking straight at me and filling up with tears. "N-no.....please don't cry." I said in attempt to comfort her, even though she was practically a stranger to me. After all, I had only met her a few months ago. I crawled towards her and put my hooves on her shoulders, giving her a stern look in the eyes. "Look, I know we're strangers, and that I seem like a total jerk, but I can and will protect you. I will do whatever it takes to get us out of here alive, but this is a team effort, and if you don't toughen up and cooperate, we won't make it. Do you understand me?"

She nodded her head with tears still running down her cheeks, which I softly brushed away with my black hoof.

I do not love her.

I repeated this sentence over and over in my head, fighting the fact that I may be falling for this gentle unicorn. I can't be in love, it would distract me from my training for the navy, but the way she looked into my eyes made her look so.....

NO! Fighting, you do NOT love her! You CAN'T love her!

I quickly stood up, leaving her sitting on the debris-cover ground and trying to forget what had just happened. Where were we exactly? The last thing I remember doing was playi-

"Fighting, I think we're in that stupid game."

I stumbled towards a window and ripped away one of the blood-stained boards blocking it up. A creature stared at me from behind the remains of a car, it's blue glowing eyes sending chills down my spine. She was right, we truly were in that "stupid game." My eyes bolted around the room, looking for something to protect her with. Orange had moved from the ground to a box. Wait, that's the mystery box! We're in the gas station at the diner! I placed my hooves on the mare's cutie mark, an orange creamsicle, and moved her to the floor. She stood up beside me, and watched carefully as I slowly opened the glowing box.

"We need an offering to the Great Gun God in order to get a gun." I told her. She rolled her eyes at the thought of there really being a god of guns, and gently pulled out a lock of her blood-colored hair. She threw it in the box, which caused smoke to come out from it. When the smoke cleared, there was a ray gun waiting to be taken. I picked it up and handed it to her.  "Here, this will help you if I die."

She gave me a soft smile, and took the gun. Orange ran to the window and pointed the weapon at a zombie, but wouldn't shoot.

"How exactly do I use this thing?" She said looking into my eyes again. I slowly approached her and put my hooves around her.

"Here, let me show you." I guided her hooves to the trigger, and pressed it. "Now, you try without my guidance." I released her and watched her struggle, but succeed in shooting a zombie. I walked back towards the Mystery Box and opened it. I slowly plucked a feather from my black and yellow wings and threw it in the box. More smoke appeared and disappeared, revealing that my offering had earned me a FAL. Damn it! I hate semi-automatic guns, which is exactly what a FAL is. Semi-automatic. If only Shadow was here, he's amazing with this gun.

I grabbed the gun anyways and loaded it. It'll hold off whatever is in my way until I can get a new gun.

"Fighting, help!" Orange Cream yelled, trapped in the corner. I bolted to the zomponies surrounding her.

"LEAVE HER ALONE!" I screamed, snapping the neck of one of the horrid creatures. Since the FAL was of no use to me shooting-wise, I used it as more of a bat. I slammed the gun into the head of a different zompony, covering the floor in a deep-colored blood. "ORANGE, SHOOT THEM!"

"I-I can't!"

"SHOOT THEM, DAMN IT!" I yelled. The terror-stricken mare followed my orders and continued to shoot. I grabbed her hoof and dragged her out of the gas station and towards a lava pit. If I go to the right, we'd go to the farm, but going to the left would bring us back to the bus station.

I threw Orange Cream on my back, and started flying the foggy path to the left. All was going well until a monkey-like creature jumped on my face, blinding me and causing me to crash. I used my gun and whacked it until it died.

"W-what was that?"

"It was a denizen. They jump on their victims when they're going through the fog." I told her before taking off again. The fog disappeared, revealing the bus depot and....the bus! I flew on top of the bus and set Orange down. I jumped down into the vehicle to find Misty stabbing a zompony. She threw the dead body on the ground and stared at me.

"Who the hell are you?" She said, taking off her hat and blowing the creature's remains off of it, revealing her dark brown hair.

A scream came from inside of the bus depot, which caused me to drop my gun, and Misty darted off the bus and ran into the run-down abandon bus station, being followed by who I was assuming was Russman, Stuhlinger, and Marlton. I flew back up to the roof of the bus and fought alongside Orange, who was still struggling with the gun. I wrapped my hooves around her again, and steadied her shaking hooves. "Steadiness is key in aiming." I whispered to her. She turned her head and gingerly kissed me on the cheek. I released her once again, letting her aim on her own.

Oh, shit, my gun is down below. I hovered back into the dark bus and picked it up. A familiar blood-red pegasus was standing in front of me, cuts and blood covering his body.

"Shadow!" I exclaimed. "Dude, you'll never guess where we ar-"

"Call of Cutie" he said, cutting me off. How could he have figured this out?

"How did you...? Where's Starlight?" I asked, but instantly regretted it, for his face became dark, and his eyes filled with tears.

"S-she's....dead. And I couldn't save her." I was speechless. Starlight meant the world to Shadow. He was always talking about how much he loved the light-cyan unicorn, and how much she always talked about her everlasting-love for the brown-maned pegasus.

"Oh....dude I'm so sorry...." I managed to say. Was she really gone? He shook his head in anger.

"But....let's just focus on something else right now, like protecting the other mare. Losing them both would be....horrible. Where's Orange Cream?" He asked, scanning the bus for the innocent mare.

"She's on the roof, I'm teaching her how to aim." I told him, flying back to the roof. I watched him as he struggled to get up the ladder, his wings looking very limp. Orange must have improved in the aiming, for she was killing the zomponies on her own, no guidance needed.

"I think I'm starting to get the hang of this dumb shooting thing." Orange said, holding the gun up and slowly aiming. I stood on the opposite end of the bus and started trying to use the FAL. Shadow Glory held the Olympia in his hooves, and started shooting wildly.

"THIS IS WHAT YOU GET FOR KILLING STARLIGHT, YOU SON OF A BITCH!" He shouted, blasting the heads off of the zomponies.

"Starlight.....Starlight's d-dead?" Orange Cream said, dropping her gun and beginning to cry. Shadow went silent, and his eyes turned cold. He just stared at the creatures for a while, before returning to shooting them in the heart, just as they had done to him.

"I tried to save her, but the zomponies broke my wings and I couldn't fight anymore."

"I...I can't believe she's go- AH!" Orange Cream shrieked, falling down. I ran over to her and murdered the zompony that had been attacking her.

"Orange, get to the bottom of the bus, NOW!" I screamed.

"I....I can't move!" Orange Cream cried. I picked her up, just as softly as I had before, flew to the bottom of the bus, and gently put her down in the back of the bus. When I came back up, everything went silent. Shadow Glory wouldn't take his eyes off of the zombies. He seemed lifeless. Dead, just like Starlight.