They just looked at me with weird looks, a little to trusting for my liking. I mean as a soldier I am used to things shooting me at first sight, I just let my armour’s shield take the hits while I return fire but this was beyond normal in my mind. They were too kind looking yet they had guards to protect them. Said guards didn’t even look concerned.
“First thing is first. Why aren’t they at least pointing those primitive weapons at me? Secondly why the fuck aren’t are telling them to arrest me? Thirdly I shouldn’t have started playing tag.” I said mixed with mixed thoughts. It was true clearly I was threat to their existence with my weapons and all but they had excuse to tell the guards to lower their weapons. “In fact makes you think I am not here to kill you?” I decided to ask after picking my helmet back up while I checked for any more damages to the visor. Luckily there wasn’t anymore damages other than the two battle cracks.
“We are intelligent enough to have realised you could have killed us all if you wanted to. You clearly showed to us that you have no intention of bringing harm to the innocent, but instead protect them.” Said the Purple Unicorn while she took a pace towards me. “I have just noticed your species has canines. Does that mean…” I raised my hand to silence her. She got that message clearly.
“No, I doesn’t mean my species are strict carnivores. What is with people thinking humanity is a meat eating race? Clearly we are built to eat both plants and meat. It is how nature designed my species. We don’t just eat meat. That is just to provide our bodies with protein. Which helps repair damaged bodily systems.” I said answering her question before she could even gulp. “You have me in a good mood. I suggest not pissing me off.” As if on cue one of the guards on my left pointed his spear at me as soon as I had my helmet on. My DMR would have been my first weapon to arm myself with, but logically my combat knife was the closest so I grabbed the handle of that. Slowly I began to pull the blade from its sheath.
The metallic blade gave of the reassuring and frightening metal sounding grind as I pulled it from its sheath. The blade itself was still caked in purple blood from the Elite I stabbed. Immediately the guard’s eyes darted to the combat knife and thus distracted him long enough for me to disarm him. It was easy enough. My left hand pushed the spear to the ground, I followed immediately by using my left leg to destroy the spear.
“Never take your eyes off the weapon’s user. The weapon is useless unless it is controlled. Do you understand?” I said straight after I finished what would have been the finishing blow. The jagged side of the knife was at least a millimetre away from his throat. He didn’t risk nodding, so I let him go while I seethed the blade. I looked at the Purple unicorn and she had wide eyes all of a sudden. “I didn’t kill him did I? No, so I have done nothing wrong. Other than merely acting in self-defence. Unless that is illegal here, then I don’t have the foggiest idea what is legal. Never mind. I have myself a pink pony to tag, I started this game and I am going to be the one to end it.” With it said I began walking in the direction the Pink pony went in. My armour thudded against the floor.
“Oh only Pinkie Pie can end the game now. Besides you will never catch her.” Said the purple unicorn. I gave a weak laugh.
“Anybody with that amount of energy, needs a source of high energy quick burning sugars. I presume she would have went to the kitchen. If not, then I am indeed lost.” I said while walking off. Only to be followed by said unicorn. What is her problem? Does she follow everything that is new?
“Then I will help. We all need to talk about why you are here. That will only happen if we end this game you started with Pinkie Pie. May I ask for your name?” She asked me. That answered my question. She is too curious for her own good.
“Classified information.” I said straight to the point while only lying a tad bit leaving her with face that looked like she was hurt. That was not the reaction I was expecting to get. “In other words just call me Spartan.” She brightened up after that. I still kept an eye on what I could see of my motion tracker, the other seven equines still stood where they were. Unmoving. This was strange even for me so I stopped and asked whether they are coming or not. They gave a shake of their heads. Ok then fine. Looks like its just me and that purple unicorn not that I really cared anyway. I prefer working alone, that way its not my fault if anyone dies. Why? Because they are not under my guidance and I work under in the shadows anyway. Nothing is safe with me and my DMR when we are scoping the enemy out.
I found that my attention was always snatched by that purple mare. She doesn’t shut up does she? One minute she was talking about stars (my fault for mentioning Humanity travels the stars) next thing she is talking about maths. This maths went far beyond my knowledge (I hated the advance side of math) so I zoned out and focused on finding that pink mare. Actually more on the line of finding the kitchen. Then suddenly it hit me the jabbering unicorn could actually be useful.
“Excuse me Miss…. Whatever your name may be. Where in blue blazes is the kitchen?” I asked and thus interrupted her from bickering to herself. She blushed while her ears went back. Quite adorable. Probably the most adorable thing I have seen so far. Something needs to beat that. Nothing came to mind by Earth standards. Sorry not even a cat could beat her.
“Oh my name is Twilight Sparkle. I am the element of magic. As for the Kitchen we took the wrong turn for that.” She said as she got the courage to loose the blush and regain her senses. However she seemed to take a while before she started to blame it on herself. How these mares work I haven’t got a clue. I meant they look as innocent as a fluffy bunny but I was not going to let my guard down. Just in case.
To be honest being misdirected isn’t a problem for me. After all we all make mistakes. It what makes us better people… Or in this case ponies but what if we do not learn from our mistakes? Then you are a fool not to. Unless you are dead from your mistake. That must have been your bad day or something but its when those mistakes lead straight to another mistake that is when it becomes a problem. Spartans are able to get themselves out of a firefight alive or with a few scratches on the armour but their enemies will be dead. That is the amusing thing about being a Spartan. We are walking tanks just sadly without the massive tank cannon.
I snapped myself out of that thought. It wasn’t going anywhere special. Saying that nothing was special from my world of thought, the only good you will get from my mind is Military tactic as well as the ‘non existent Sabre program’ that existed on Reach before that planet was lost. I was meant to assist with OPERATION: UPPERCUT phase 2. However my Sabre was actually needed elsewhere to provide air support to a convoy of Pelican drop-ships carrying experimental technology. Planet Reach was a planet full of experiments. By hell its where the Spartan project was housed… And that is enough of that. By now my normal silence got the attention of Miss Sparkle. I guess she would be the type that stays up studying or reading books. You know the type pf people that are well educated and know almost anything? Yeah, that was the type I believe Miss Sparkle is.
“Are you alright Mister? You seem to be quieter than you were earlier. Has something happened to you? Can I get you anything? Perhaps getting to the Kitchen faster will make you happy.” She said and then seemed to speed her pace up. She grabbed me somehow while her hooves still remained planted on the ground, then I noticed her horn was glowing a faint magenta. Such a soothing colour if the Covenant didn’t use it the vile bastards. A peaceful, beautiful colour ruined by the alien terrorists. Physically I showed minimal signs of discomfort. She did noticed my body language had changed. For I had taken a step backwards and weakened whatever spell her horn was producing flickered. I somehow made her spell falter but by taking the step back I had hurt her. Not physical nor mental pain it was a pain to do with her horn. I had hurt her ‘magic’ somehow just by moving while in its grasp.
I observe her while she refused to yell out in agony. Unless it wasn’t that painful for her. Eventually I stepped forward to help her but she just waved me away while mouthing ‘I’m fine’ to which I ignored and helped her anyway. To which was easier than expected, I just merely looked for burn marks. To be fair it looked like her horn burned out or something along that line. Upon inspection her horn was fine she was clear from any signs of burn on the horn nor her mane. I got confused at how she had been pained. All I did was stepped away in a small panic attack. Expect there was no attacking. I still felt I was responsible for the mare.
“Look Miss Sparkle.” I said to get her attention and it worked. She looked up at me. Wow she really was small even to a normal human. “I think I am to lethal for you to be around, so I would rather that I find Miss Pie alone. No offence but I hurt you without touching you.” I had to break it to her one way or another. That was the only logical answer I came up with.
“No it wasn’t you. I was working on a spell last night and it must have drained me of my magic.” She countered clearly lying to me. Don’t ask how I knew.
“For one that was no ‘burn out’ otherwise I would have seen your horn flicker or at least die immediately. No my SPARTAN-III MJOLNIR power armour done this to you. The only logical cause would have to be the suit’s shield. It may identified your ‘magic’ as a Plasma energy weapon.” I said. It was more or less the shield. Can I blame it? No, of course not it was only doing what it was designed to do. Yes it was weaker compared to that of my SPARTAN-II kin. I didn’t care for I was a Spartan. However my mental debate was cut short when I heard voices calling Miss Sparkle’s name while the sound of their foot…. Hoof-steps drawing near.
“Twilight are you alright?” I heard the white Alicorn say. You know I never got her name. Who cares? I may see them again for all I give a fuck. I am here against my will. Then I saw her look at me.
“Truth be told I didn’t harm her. All she did was to try and drag me to the kitchen with her ‘magic’ but her horn failed when her ‘magical grasp’ touched my armour. I had nothing to do with physical harm.” I said truthfully not that she would believe it. I couldn’t care less anyway. “In fact I do believe I have had enough of this game now… I shall be leaving in peace.” I added before walking off.
“Interesting… We must look deeper into this.” I heard that alicorn thing say behind my back. I stopped with a loud thud followed by a quick swivel to face her, I had my right index finger pointed at her.
“I will not be apart of this experiment! I am not a guinea pig. I am a sentient being with feelings! Very little at that. So do not even think about it! Otherwise I swear on my grave I will give you all a fucking ticket to hell!” I shouted furiously causing the yellow Pegasus to curl up into a ball. At this point I didn’t care. I had one live Plasma grenade. All I have to do is prime it while they are in a group and Ba-boom! They get a ticket to hell. I pulled a evil grin at that thought.
“Oh yeah? Who said so?” Said the Rainbow maned Pegasus. She was in my face but I refused to take a step back. So I analysed her using a target tracker system and located several weak points in her structure. One being where the wings connect into the shoulder blade. I used that to my advantage and fully exploited that. I pressed both my Index fingers into said weak spot before she even had time to react. Like expected she fall onto the floor laughing like a maniac all at the same time as I stepped over her and then continued my walk. My walk to where ever the corridor led me.
I had peace and quiet at last. While I walked endlessly down the same corridor too but I still enjoyed the silence with the exception of my armour. Never mind. I finally had peace away from anything living. Just the mere thought of it made my heart soar. What is left of it that it. Since I prefer working as a lone wolf, I hate being in social situations. Hence why it is sometime hard to talk with me unless it is I who starts to talk. I may hate socialising but I still talk. So I just enjoyed the silence while it lasted because I knew for certain, that someone or something was going to ruin that. Well… That is until I found a balcony.
I walked slowly up to it just in case it was an illusion. You know those kind of things they trap you with? The things you desire the most? Yeah that is what it felt like to me. Plus it felt like it was conveniently placed here for my comfort. Naturally I wasn’t going to be fooled by my own arrogance so I continued to walk slowly towards the balcony. My foot touched the concrete (if that what it is made of) and it was indeed no illusion. I brought my other metal foot onto the concrete and just walked over to the banister of the balcony. I peered over. Amazing. This place has a thriving species of Equines, colourful ones at that but still a thriving species I just watched as they lived their lives like a normal civilian does.
"I hope you aren't planning on jumping off. You will not survive the fall.” I heard a voice call out from behind me causing myself to turn and face them. I will admit they are very persistent. Especially Miss Sparkle and the two Princesses. What do you expect a new intelligent species appears from nowhere, you would want answers right? That was the problem. I am willing to answer questions but to be tested on? They can fuck off.
“And what makes you think I am willing to be tested on?” I counteracted. It stumped them for a brief second. I stepped onto the railing on the balcony and looked down. I have survived worst than a jump. Besides with a reinsertion pack a Spartan can survive a drop from atmospheric contact or holding onto something big enough to be pulled into planet. Shall we move on from this? I say we should.
I continued to stare at Miss Sparkle in a sense to make her submit, but I realised it wasn’t her I should trying to submit It was the white Alicorn Princess. It was her that I have problems with. She may not have directly said to experiment but through my eyes ‘looking deeper’ means to experiment. Lucky me. That Alicorn I was just ranting about walked up behind Miss Sparkle. Doing her best to smile.
“Do you really think a smile will cure everything? Please the last time I saw someone smile was when I was six. Since then I have learned to hate everything. When your world is plunged Into an unholy war that you didn’t want to be apart of. You learn just get your head down, obey orders and live. End of story. I am not going to be tested on again… Good day!” I shouted just before I jumped backwards and fall of the balcony. I never felt more alive and so free at the same time. Where falling from atmosphere was one thing, being free is another. I had no covenant shooting at me no one to order me around. I felt reborn. However that all soon ended once I had reached the floor. With a loud metallic thud as my armour impacted the ground. Warnings screamed at me due to my shield collapsing as it absorbed most if not all of the fall damage. I in return did what I could to divert the Kinect energy away from my legs, I could only do that with a roll. So that is exactly what I did. Once that was over I looked up to the balcony a saw the look of utter shock on all of there faces.
“Guards stop him! But do not threaten him.” I heard the white alicorn say. I may not know her name but I could tell it wasn’t the Dark blue Alicorn simply because of her voice pattern.
"If you want me that desperately then get me yourself!” I shouted up just before breaking out into a full sprint to get away from that castle as fast as possible, but my attention was swung to the civilians of this world. I could not risk being detected so I activated the active camouflage module. I was now rendered invisible to the naked eye. This chase was going to be played by my hand and I was going to get away.
My motion tracker picked up movement behind and Identified two targets. One dot was white and the other Dark blue. Both of the Princesses were searching for me and so far they were failing. Even the civilians had confused faces. They soon realised what the Princesses were doing when the active camouflage module failed. Gasps of what seemed to be horror came from the ponies as they saw my bulky Spartan-III armour clank loudly on the cobblestone pathway. I however had another trick up my sleeve. I had a modified jetpack that was modified by me for my aerial fighting style. Instead of the standard bulky piece of crap the UNSC use for a jetpack, i have modified it so it is smaller and has deployable wings with twin machine guns built into the wings. I also installed a gyrostabiliser for increased balance and control.
I activated the jetpack and immediately heard it clicking as the wings began to deploy out. A clank indicated that they were fully deployed, my helmet’s heads up display changed. The top right corner replaced the DMR and M6G magnum for the machine mounted in the right wing. It displayed what ammo was remaining in the right gun. The same applied for the top left of my helmet. It too displayed the ammo of the left machine gun. Within two seconds of the deploying the wings a loud whistle could be heard coming from the jetpack. I knew what it was. The jets were ready to ignite the fuel but I needed my control tillers first. Yes, I modified it to use tillers for flight control. Problem? Good its for me not for you. Hence why it allows the DMR to go into it. Clever right? No? Fine then.
Once my control tillers had came to me the jets erupted into life. I pushed off the ground to aid with the acceleration. Finally I had air superiority. I debt those Princesses could match my speed once I break the sound barrier to which I was increasing speed rapidly. I had to keep my eyes forward due to the amount of buildings I had to dodge. To be honest to was fun to be leading the Princesses and now that Rainbow maned Pegasus was on my six trying to chase me down as well. I must admit she is fast. She was sticking close as she could on my six and she was doing a better job than the Princesses. That is until they disappeared off my motion tracker before they reappeared in front of me. With quick thinking I banked myself and flew right in the middle of them. My jets roared loudly as I did. I would be surprised if they aren’t deaf after that stunt… Something flew past me. It was yellowish in colour. I did a manoeuvre to turn around. Another shot rung past me. This time I noticed it was none other than the white Alicorn.
It was lucky I have rubber rounds as a suppressive ammunition because since she tried to shoot me. It gave me a reason to shoot back. To which I had a perfect opportunity. I pulled the built in triggers in the tillers. Both guns fired the rubber rounds that I had told them to load. Unluckily she dodged. Ok, she has some combat experience. Let’s put it to the test. I slowed down to decrease my turn circle just at the same time as I kicked my soundtrack in. If you are that curious the starting song was Rammstein-sonne. My dad used to play it all the time and I love it too.
My turn was completed and now I was right on the Alicorn’s six. My reticle was slipping off her as she tried to shake me off her tail. She wasn’t aware I used to chase Banshee fighter aircraft down doing this because I was one crazy bastard. I saw my final chance to saw true aerial dominance for she wasn’t stopped trying to dodge me so I took aim on her left wing. I let the guns rip with a quick three round burst. Perfect hit. She screamed in agony as her left wing was hit with non lethal rounds. I forgot that the wings are designed only to resist weak air currents and not full scale dogfights. I watched her plummet. ‘Shit!’ Was the first thought that rung in my mind. I pushed my tillers forward so it moved the thrust vectoring system to put me in what would have been a noise dive. I had to get the damn jet pack to afterburner.
When I got within reaching distance I grabbed her and pulled her closer. I told her to hold on as tight as she could. She mouthed ‘thank you’ I am surprised she actually didn’t try to pull me away after shooting her. Unless that was her plan that I would never know what her intention is. That was to decide when I land.
“Listen to me carefully. On my left leg there is a morphine injection needle. If needed use it now to reduce the pain in the wounded wing. I better not have broken the wing. I only fired rubber rounds, it shouldn’t have…” I was cut off as She whimpered while she half of the damaged wing into my view. Yep the bullets did indeed break her wing. I couldn’t believe it and I had Rammstein playing loudly in the background. I think she could hear it. “No worries your Highness. I shall get you back to the comfort of your bed. As long as we don’t get shot down. Then again that is unlikely.” I watched her mouth something. It was about what I was listen.
****
By the time we had landed rather forcefully mind you. I immediately began first aid on the white Alicorn’s wing. We were getting strangle looks from the civilians I dismissed then since they weren’t being helpful, but I get confused immediately when the said Alicorn asked me to sing the very song I was listening to. I asked her is she wanted it the original language or English. She wanted it in the Original language. Great. Luckily I speak German. I wanted for the right moment to join In. And played it full blast so the bass could be heard.
“Alle warten auf das licht fürchtet euch, fürchtet euch nicht.” I said in tune with the song. But I knew I had to sing the full song.
“die sonne scheint mir aus den Augen, sie wird heut Nacht nicht untergehen und die Welt zahlt laut bis zehn.
Eins, Hier kommet die sonne.
Zwei, Hier kommet die sonne.
Drei, sie ist der hellste Stern von allen.
Vier, Hier kommet die sonne.
Die Sonne scheint mir aus den Händen kann verbrennen, kann euch blenden wenn sie aus den Fausten bricht legt sich heiss auf das Gesicht sie wird heut Nacht nicht untergehen und die Welt zahlt laut bis zehn.
Eins, Hier kommet die sonne.
Zwei, Hier kommet die sonne.
Drei, sie ist der hellste Stern von allen
Vier, Hier kommet die sonne.
Fünf, Hier kommet die sonne.
Sechs, hier kommet die sonne.
Sieben, sie ist der hellste Stern von allen.
Acht, neun, Hier kommet die sonne
Die Sonne schient mir aus den Händen kann verbrennen, kann dich blenden wenn sie aus den Fausten Bricht legt sich schmerzend auf die Brust das Gleichgewicht wird zum Verlust. Lasst dich hart zu Boden gehen und die Welt zahlt laut bis zehn.
Eins, Hier Kommet die sonne.
Zwei, Hier kommet die sonne.
Drei, sie ist der hellste Stern von allen.
Vier, Hier Kommet die sonne.
Fünf, Hier kommet die sonne.
Sechs, Hier kommet die sonne.
Sieben, sie ist der hellste Stern von allen
Acht, neun, Hier kommet die sonne.” I sang while I worked on her wing.
To be honest it actually helped me to work faster and I didn’t seem to make any mistakes while I pushed the bone back into the joint because it had somehow moved after being shot. Don’t ask me how the logic works in this world. Anyway. The morphine was working to full effect, I was hoping she didn’t show any side effects.
"What in Celestia's name was you singing to her?" I heard someone behind me ask. It sounded like Miss Sparkle but then she doesn’t seem like the type of person… Pony to say that kind of thing.
“She merely asked me what it was and if I could sing it to her. So I did. The song itself is called Sonne by Rammstein. They are German heavy rock band to be honest that music is old, but has remained alive in my family tree. Don’t ask me how. It just has. I can translate the song but I cannot be bothered to sing it again.” I said without turning around due to my eyes scanning the Alicorn before me for any signs of shock. My luck seemed to run out for I just witness what was a goddess just dying. I checked her heartbeat. Fuck it wasn’t beating.
My helmet came of with a loud gas like hiss. I placed it by my side, straight after I began with basic first aid. CPR. Thirty chest compressions were the first thing to be done. I counted them out load while I quickly told the others to get an Ambulance. They looked at me like I was insane. I rephrased it. They understood. Once they had all scattered to find a nurse or Doctor and left me with the white Alicorn or so I thought. The Dark blue one teleported herself in front of me and she did not look happy. By now I had finished my thirty chest compressions. Now for the two rescue breaths before I had to repeat.
Dismissing the fact she was a different species. I tilted her head back so that her windpipe allowed air in without much resistance. With a deep breath I blew into her mouth. I watched her chest rise and then fall. I repeated once more. Now back to chest compressions.
“What so you think you are doing to my older sister?” I heard the Dark blue Alicorn ask. I just looked at her while still counting the compressions I was on.
“You want her alive right? This is basic first aid for a causality that is not breathing.” I said just finishing as I reached thirty. Two more rescue breaths. With no compliant I did two more. Her heart restarted, but her eyes were still closed. So I asked what position would considered the ‘recovery position’ to the Dark blue Alicorn. She just showed me. So I put the White Alicorn into the same position. Once I did the dark blue alicorn got back up and I now put my helmet back on. My new objective was to maintain the White ‘goddess’ and make sure she did not die.