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// VI - Ponyville Trail 
// Story: Half-Hoof: a Resonant Hope 
// by Alfoals Trottenbauer 
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The bridge ended eventually and Ace had once again fallen prey to the hunter choppers. In the distance the edge of a small town was in sight. Ace galloped as fast as his legs let him, the two aircraft charging their guns. A rain of ammunition poured over Ace's Helmet, wedging into his armor.

"Suit power low. Seek charging station." His suit warned in it's robotic tone.

Ace continued to run. The helicopters charged a second time. They fired again.

"Suit power: zero percent. Armor no longer functional." The suit announced.

The helicopters readied their guns. Ace held his breath and ducked in the water as they began to fire.



The bullets glided through the water, though slowed. The choppers hovered seemingly for hours. Ace was losing breath. The helicopters flew past him. He raised his head out of the water. He took in the mostly fresh air for a few seconds.

"Anti-Citizen Sparks eliminated. Send in ground units to inspect." An officer announced on the radio as they flew off.

Ace waited for them to move out of sight. He then progressed in the same direction. The closer Ace got, the more decrepit the town looked, until a he was at the sloped wall of the canal. A mist had settled in as Ace slowly but surely started to climb for the town.