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// The German Blitz 
// Story: The Original Spy Ponies 
// by OctaScratchRock 
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Germany was a beautiful country. The ponies who lived there were among the friendliest and kindest that Octavia or Vinyl had ever met. However, on the edge of the city of Frankfurt lay a threat: the next Nokaito Corporation facility. This was where the first laser satellite was being built. The satellite was nearing completion; all that was left to be installed was the laser, which would be arriving today. Octavia and Vinyl had received word about this, and had prepared the OV-15 Interceptor for battle. They figured that Kaacha Later and his men would be much warier of their presence this time around, so Vinyl had upgraded the Interceptor for the worse. She had replaced the anti-air missiles with larger warheads that used uranium tips, and she had changed the fifty caliber primary machine guns to eighty caliber machine guns. She had also improved the vehicle's engine power so that it would produce 20,000 horsepower, and the new top speed would be around 700 miles per hour. The boosting speed would now reach 1,200 miles per hour. Not to mention, the vehicle would now reach 100 miles per hour in 0.001 seconds. In order to keep control at such insane speeds, Vinyl installed concealed thrusters that would push the car downward at high speeds to create artificial downforce which would force the car to the pavement far harder than natural aerodynamic downforce could possibly produce.

Octavia drove the vehicle to the outskirts of Frankfurt as inconspicuously as possible, and once she and Vinyl had reached the compound, they let the vehicle loose, Nokaito's defense cannons and vehicles found that they simply could not lock onto a vehicle that moved so fast, and even if they could, it would always vanish before they could fire a single round into it.

The prototype satellite was reduced to rubble with a direct missile hit, much to Kaacha Later's fury. He soon found himself ordering full pursuit of the Interceptor with all available units on its tail. As the victorious Interceptor smashed its way out of the compound and rocketed down the freeway towards Frankfurt, twelve armed cars and four missile-armed helicopters chased their way after it. The Autobahn was now a warzone, covered in explosions and chaos. Octavia tried hard to minimize civilian casualties, but it seemed that the Nokaito henchmen were less concerned. A civilian Audi Quattro was smashed off the road into a fiery blast as it collided with a Bed and Breakfast shop, and a green Aston Martin found its way into the light when a Nokaito vehicle accidentally fired its 20 caliber machine gun straight through it. Octavia, hoping to find a shortcut, swerved and drove straight through the grounds of Frankfurt Castle. The helicopters, trying hard to follow along with the rocket-like vehicle, ended up meeting their fates when each of them collided with different towers of the castle, resulting in fiery graves for the pilots.

Octavia drove straight into the castle, her pursuers hot on her trail. The 20 caliber machine guns from the Nokaito vehicles fired non-stop rounds at the Interceptor, bullets bouncing off the vehicle's armor at least 300 times per second. Octavia could feel the sweat rolling down her forehead, and her heart was beating so hard and so fast that she felt like it could punch its way out of her chest. The vehicles smashed out of a window on the castle and landed on the Autobahn at high speed, tension high. Vinyl decided she'd help Octavia out, and pressed a button on the center console. Oil began to spray out of the rear of the car, sending their pursuers over the cliffside! Five of their pursuers managed to keep their vehicles on the road while the rest met flaming deaths at the bottom of the valley.

"Sheesh!" shouted Octavia. "I never imagined that a country as gorgeous as Germany could be host to such deadly business!"

Vinyl smiled. "Always who you least expect, huh?" she said.

Octavia drove the Interceptor into a train station. The remaining pursuers tried to follow, but ended up crashing into either pillars or walls. One unlucky fellow even had his vehicle smashed into scrap metal by an oncoming train, which pounded him to a bloody mess in short order. Octavia drove the Interceptor out the other end of the station, home free.



By now, Kaacha was sick of Octavia and Vinyl's intervention in his evil plan. However, as evil as he was, he had a plan that he was certain would neutralize the threat. And it wasn't to kill Octavia or Vinyl.

Throughout his young life in Kenya, Kaacha Later had earned an excellent reputation at talking his way out of things. As cruel and menacing as he could be, he had proven that he could easily charm even the most tormented soul. 

"Perhaps I can simply convince Octavia and Vinyl to lay down their weapons without the hassle of killing them. And I know just how to convince them." he thought.



A day had passed, an Octavia received an anonymous invite to dinner in Frankfurt. Octavia knew exactly who she was being called by, but decided to go along with it in the end. Octavia figured that getting to know her enemy would serve her well in the future. She had her bowtie and collar washed and her mane polished for the event, and met Kaacha at one of the finest restaurants in Frankfurt that night.

"Greetings, young lady!" said Kaacha in the friendliest voice he could give.

Octavia remained calm, but alert.

"I believe you want to talk. You wouldn't have invited me to dinner here if you wanted otherwise."

Kaacha gave a friendly laugh. "Oh, of course. Why not get to that? You see, I'm aware you work for the Equestrian government. I'm also aware that you're ordered to stop me from doing what I know is the right thing for pony kind." 

"What about it?" asked Octavia.

"I just want to ask to make a deal." replied Kaacha. "You see, I think you're aware that I have given my men orders to kill you if they see you. The same thing goes to your friend. But why would you have to die? Why don't you just back off and live your own life?"

"Based on your evil plan, I'll die if I let you go. Not only that, but so will everypony I know, and everypony I don't know." said Octavia.

Kaacha gave a giggle. "It doesn't have to be like that, you know! I tell you what. You see, we're going to re-start pony kind on Mars. If you agree to stop meddling with my plans, I will allow you to come with us and live the full length of your life. Not to mention, I will allow you to take ANY individuals you wish to come with you. This could be your friends, family, or both. Including that DJ you hang out with."

Octavia sighed. "You mean I have to abandon the world and let everypony on Earth die?"

"It's for the better of the world." replied Kaacha. "Pony kind NEEDS to start over. We've made too many mistakes on Earth that we just can't continue in this direction."

Octavia gave a hissy look. "What about countries like Germany that are trying to turn the tide of that? Germany has let aside a boatload of land for wildlife and has invested billions into eco-friendly technology."

Kaacha began to lose his warm smile. "Well, what about the United States, which refuses to comply with any and all environmental standards the rest of the world hopes for? Not to mention, America's constant militaristic stance has the whole planet worried about nuclear war."

Octavia smiled. "I'm not a big fan of America's barbaric practices either, but to hear someone who uses bombs and guns accuse someone of being to militaristic is quite silly..."

Kaacha was losing his patience by now. However, he kept himself together well enough to continue a calm conversation. 

"Well, back to the topic at hand. Shall you cease fire on my operations, and afford both you, your friends, and your family seats in my new Mars utopia? Or, shall you continue to torment me, resulting in your own death?" he asked.

Octavia tugged at her white collar. She didn't know what to decide. If she failed to stop this monster, she and everypony she knew would surely parish in the Earth's destruction. However, if she were to successfully stop him, she could not only save herself, but the entire planet's population. Octavia continued to weigh each and every option she had, slowly eating the food that had just now arrived at their table. She had just taken a tiny nibble out of a pretzel when she finally spoke.

"All right. I'll give in." she said, head drooping in shame.

"Ah, wonderful!" said Kaacha in approval. "I knew you'd see what good I'm doing for the universe. Those ignorant government agencies do not deserve to be commanding such a beautiful and gorgeous young girl as yourself!"

Octavia felt a tear drop down onto her cheek. She felt purely ashamed of what she had just decided. The thought of it was troubling her to the point that she just couldn't eat her food, and she left early.

But not before she placed a tracker on Kaacha's limousine.

Octavia gave a hushed cackle to herself. "Did he really think I'd given up on saving the world? He'd have to be like a Donald Trump supporter on the matter that he'll believe literally ANYTHING I say!

And with that, the OV-15 Interceptor left the scene.