It was night and there were no stars in the sky. The forest was densely wooded, and going right led down a large hill.
Radio static was barely audible from behind a large tree.
"Yes sir. We've eliminated seventeen members of the science team. Most names we couldn't obtain, but we've neutralized Smith, Egon, Johnson, and Manson. Sparks, Freemane, and Hjaldr are still alive." A soldier reported into the radio.
Sven stepped on a twig and a crow flew away.
Sven could see the soldier in a tight space between two trees. He darted his head toward Sven.
"We've got Bogeys!"
Sven opened fire into the soldier's head.
The trees were filled with bullets, some penetrating the tree and flying past Sven.
A grenade was tossed through the trees.
Sven galloped down the hill, through the trees.
Bullets flew past his head. A machine gun behind sand bags lay at the end of the hill.
It opened fire, hitting the soldiers. The red armored stallion was manning it.
Sven jumped behind the sand bags.
"Glad to see another of my colleagues." The stallion commented.
Sven looked at him in confusion.
"Ace Sparks." Ace introduced, assuming what Sven was asking.
Sven was completely taken aback by Ace's attitude towards the situation.
Something whistled through the air. The whistling turned into a short-lived screech as it hit the ground and exploded.
"Run!" Ace shouted.
More shells hit the ground and exploded.
Sven followed Ace as they dodged and weaved through the trees. A screeching noise hung in the air. Ace had galloped far away from Sven, not noticing he was gone. A yellow beam shot from a manta ray-like alien, hitting the tree in front of Sven, blowing it into splinters. The splinters stopped dead in front of Sven, floating in the air as the world faded to black.