Half-Hoof: a Resonant Hope

by Alfoals Trottenbauer


V - Sense of Direction

Ace galloped as cops atop the walls lit barrels and rolled them down the walls toward him. They exploded behind him, shrapnel hitting the relatively new armor. Some officers chased behind him in the muddy waters, firing their SMGs at him.

A small, decrepit shack stood under another bridge. Ace galloped twice as fast than he had been. The shack was in sight. Ace had got under the bridge when some ponies emerged from the building with SMGs and fired at the cops behind Ace. They directed him into the building, where somepony waited for him. Applejack, now an old mare.

"Applejack? I thought Twilight said you went missing." Ace asked.

"I can explain later. There's directions I need to give to ya." She urgently explained. "Ya need to get to Ponyville. It's 'jus west of here."

Ace nodded and headed out of the building.

"Ace, wait 'jes a second." She halted.

He looked over his shoulder.

"Fight for us."

"I will." He responded.

He galloped out the door.

He dashed to the body of a fallen officer and took an SMG from it's side. He galloped into the left branch of a fork in the canal. The area was completely roofed by a large bridge. Helicopters hovered above the bridge.