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// Rainbow Dash  vs. Berserko 
// Story: The Case of the Invaders of Canterlot City: A C.O.P.S. Crossover 
// by Brian Sheil 
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Rainbow Dash is heading for the athletic park to spend time with her fellow Wonderbolts. When she arrived, she saw a lot of fun activities. There's even a baseball game going on. Soon, she saw the Wonderbolts captain, Spitfire, waving to her.
"Rainbow Dash!" Spitfire called out. "You're here!"
"Of course." Dash replied. "I rarely miss an opportunity for the team to come together."
"Good. Then, come with me."
Dash followed her captain to where the rest of the team were waiting. As soon as everyone was gathered, Spitfire began to address her team.
"Okay, Wonderbolts." Spitfire said. "We have a game coming up next week. And, we need to prepare ourselves."
"I think you're right." Vapor Trail said. "Lately, our opponents have been figuring out our plays."
"And, that's why trying to earn victories is getting very difficult." Sky Stinger added.
"So, we need to change our strategies a little." Misty Fly figured.
"That's correct." Spitfire replied. "And, I asked a special guest to help us out."
Spitfire motions somebody to come over. In steps a strong looking man with dark brown hair. He wore a brown outfit with red shoulder pads, and light brown boots and gloves. Spitfire soon introduced her team to this visitor. "Wonderbolts, this is Wayne R. Sneeden III of the US Army. Codename: Checkpoint. Specialty: Military Officer."
"Oh." Misty Fly gasped. "A member of the COPS, I guess."
"You guessed correctly, Misty Fly."
"It's good to meet you, Wonderbolts." Checkpoint greeted. "You guys are a great soccer team. But, even you can use some help from an outside source."
"This is where you come in." Dash figured.
"Correct, Rainbow Dash. I have a few ideas you might find useful. Even you, my spectrum haired friend."
Dash was in shock. "Me?"
"Right. You're one of the Wonderbolts' best players. But, even the best can use some help once in a while."
Rainbow had to admit. Checkpoint is right. The team studied details Checkpoint drew on an easel board. They tried our some of those strategies. Some of the critics admitted, these ideas are very beneficial. After an intense workout, Spitfire addressed her team.
"Good work, team." Spitfire praised. "You all adjusted accordingly. Especially you, Rainbow Dash."
"Spitfire is right." Soarin Skies added. "You adjusted nicely. Even if you added some of your own touches."
"Thanks." Rainbow Dash replied. "I hope these moves help next week."
"I'm sure they will." Checkpoint said, comforting her. "You just got to have faith."
Just then, Rainbow's old rivals, Hoops, Dumbell, and Score run over to the soccer field. But, they look worried. 
"If you guys are here to bug Rainbow Dash again," Fleetfoot started to say, "you will be.."
"Easy, Fleetfoot." Spitfire interrupted. She then turns to the frightened trio. "So, what's the problem, boys?"
"Some big bully is disrupting the athletic park." Score said nervously. "He's wrecking the fun all over."
"This sounds serious." Dash said. "I better check it out."
"We'll all go." Spitfire said. "There's safety in numbers, you know."
Soon, the Wonderbolts and company run out to another area of the park. Sure enough, they saw the cause of the disturbance. It was a loud man with blond hair. He has on a blue jacket over a red shirt, white pants with white suspenders, and black shoes. He's currently interrupting a baseball game. He's using a bat to knock over garbage cans. Rainbow Dash soon figured out who this madman is.
"It's Berserko!" Dash figured. 
"Berserko?" Fleetfoot gasped. "He's one of Big Boss's gang."
"Worse." Vapor Trail added. "He's Big Boss' nephew."
Spitfire is not happy with this scene. "Only someone like Berserko can be this maniacal."
"That's for sure." Soarin Skies agreed. "His maniacal attitude is very scary."
A little girl was nearing a garbage can when Berserko raises his bar. Seeing this, Rainbow used her magic to zip over to grab her before the bat was swung. When the thug saw a rainbow zip in front of him, he got confused. Meanwhile,  Rainbow Dash got the kid to safety. 
"Hurry on back to your mother before you get hurt." Rainbow Dash suggested.
The kid nodded and ran off. Just then, Rainbow Dash saw a big shadow behind her. She soon found herself face to face with Berserko. 
"So, you're Rainbow Dash." Berserko said cruelly. "I thought that rainbow streak looked familiar. That's sort of a trademark for you."
"And, I thought you're some kind of blockhead." Dash replied. "Not quite the sharpest tool in the box from what I heard."
"I can have my moments. I'm not that stupid, you know." He then raised his bat. "Batter up !"
Dash sped away just as Berserko swung.
"Hey!" Berserko called out. "Stand still, Prism hair!"
"For you?" Dash replied. "Not on your life."
Just then, Spitfire called to her teammate. "Rainbow Dash! Over here!"
Rainbow zipped off before the bat was swung again. 
"Where did you go this time?!" Berserko asked while getting frustrated. 
He then heard a whistle. That's when he saw Checkpoint and the Wonderbolts ready for action. 
"Okay, Wonderbolts." Checkpoint said. "It's game time!"
The team soon kicked soccer balls toward their opponent. A crowd came to watch the action. The Wonderbolts quickly surrounded Berserko and kicked balls everywhere. He can't defend himself from all directions. Rainbow Dash zipped over while he recovered.
"I'll take that." Dash said as she takes the bat from the dizzy crook. "Thank you."
She zipped back to her team. Needless to say, Berserko was not happy. "You haven't heard the last of this, Wonderbolts!"
Berserko ran away. The crowd cheered from the Wonderbolts. 
"Nothing like a little recognition for doing a good deed." Dash figured. 
"Well said, Rainbow Dash." Checkpoint replied.
Spitfire looks at Dash. Great work indeed, Rainbow Dash. 
From a distance, Lightning Dust watched all of the action.
"Wow. That's impressive." Lightning said to herself. "I hope I don't run into any of those crooks from Empire City."
Lightning decided to calmly walk away. She didn't want to risk being spotted.