Broken Mirror Part II Update and Spoiler!

So I'm wrapping up the nineteenth chapter, Master and Commander, and I feel now's a good time to address some things. I've already established that Dusk "dies" in his final battle with Kovac. I'm pretty sure I've said it, but that'll be the opening chapter to Reflections. Also, West Wind, Kovac and De Witt will be cropping up in Reflections as well. It's kind of a running theme here, but the bad guy's don't seem to stay dead... That's going to be a plot point that'll develop throughout the story. But as is aware, I introduced Dusk's Wasteland doppleganger in the end of the last chapter. Spoiler alert, but he dies. Also a spoiler, don't expect him to stay dead. I'm not gonna say how, but again the bad guys don't seem to stay dead. So without further adu, here's a preview of the next chapter!

As I whirled around I was faced with an immediate explosion that sent me tumbling down the rubble pile. “Damn it…” I groaned as I felt a distinct throbbing in my left shoulder. Off to my left was a chunk of armor plate from the turret of the tank I had been standing near. Likely it had something to do with the sudden onset of pain. Getting up on my knees, I caught sight of something out of the corner of my eye. As if a part of me was suddenly ripped out of my chest, I turned my attention just in time to watch Kovac spear Commander Dusk with a long officer’s sword. The Commander immediately collapsed, with Kovac hovering over him. Off to my right was the only option that I could tap at this point; my shotgun. It’s buttstock had been sheared off, likely by the impact of debris from the exploding tank, but other than that it was still a viable solution. I grabbed it and found that I was having trouble steadying myself, likely because I was still dazed after getting smacked by a chunk of armor plate. As I wavered I realized that I couldn’t use my left arm. It simply wouldn’t move. “Fuck it…”

“Dusk, what are you doing?!” Steeljack shouted from his spot up on the rubble pile.

That got Kovac’s attention, and from his distance I saw the flash of a pistol, followed by a dim scream from Steeljack as the lead round struck home. But by this point I was pushing everything else out. All that mattered was my weapon and Kovac…

BANG!

And the round struck home, hitting Kovac clear in the side of his face. As he fell I realized that he was standing on the edge of the cliff that marked the edge of the solid parts of Canterlot’s foundation. I didn’t even process the scream of pain that faded away into oblivion as the stallion fell out of sight. I felt someone tap my shoulder, but I ignored as I scrambled forward, not even actually managing to stand as I made my way over to the old stallion that Kovac had knocked down. By the time I was at his side the sounds of war were clear once again, although not as heavy as they had been previously.

“Damn…” The Commander groaned. “He got me good, didn’t he?” He said as he clutched at the dark red hole that was punched through his dull chestplate.

“You could say that…” I said as I examined the wound. For a moment, I turned my attention back towards where I had last seen friendly soldiers. “MEDIC!”

But my attention was once more retaken by my doppelganger as he grabbed my collar and formed me down towards him. “There’s nothing you can do.” He sputtered, flecks of his blood landing on my face.

“Oh come on! So I’m just supposed to let myself die?” I exclaimed.

“You’re your own stallion, Commander.” My doppelganger replied, now slightly wheezing. “I’ve lived a long and painful life… And it’s about time that my story ends.”

“But-”

“No, no but. You’re young, and you’ve got a long road ahead of you. However today ends, you keep going. You understand?” The Commander managed to sputter out.

I couldn’t help but nod, knowing where this was going. “I understand.” I whispered.

The old stallion smiled, and seemed to relax at that. “Good…”

“Commander?” I asked.

“Long… Live… Equestria…”