//------------------------------// // Battle of Stalliongrad Part 3 // Story: PLR: The Beginning // by Caesar2013 //------------------------------// "It has come to my attention... that the rebels on the other side of the river... are causing us, the griffons... problems." said Eagle Talon to Golden Crown handing the pony another bag of bits. "It seems... that they are causing quite significant casualties for the griffons I assume?" Golden Crown reponds. "It isn't from my orders I can assure you that my eagle friend. I will do my best to... bust these ponies for you. The griffon smiled towards the corrupt officer. "Thank Golden Crown... but I am curious. Why are there several Golden Crowns in this area?" Eagle Talon says with a curious look. "A random question I say. But not to be rude. You see it is a common name amongst sons of nobility. Only ponies of proper breeding truly have the name." Golden Crown says. "Uh uh. I see..." Eagle Talon says curiously. "Now... do you have anymore of that white wine." Golden Crown laughs at the Griffon. "No, I don't my friend. The war is starting to affect the nobility. We also have to ration things now, however, I just received a shipment of Chamapgne from the Zebra lands, chocolates from the east... and Sweet Celestia cigars. The black market has it's uses you know." "And ponies such as yourself don't seem to mind. Not that I care." The griffon finished -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- "He's waking up!" a medic yelled towars the others. "Ahgh!" Bucephalus said to himself put his hoof next to his eye. "Easy easy big guy! You don't want to put your hoof there." said a voice to Bucephalus "Agh my eye! It ah- it hurts." Bucephalus said. Bucephalus rolled over the bed and crashed to the floor. "AH!" Bucephalus said as he hit the ground hard. "Oh Celestia! Here let me help you!" the voice says. Bucephalus with his good eye looked over and saw a beautiful mare standing before him. "You've been out the whole day sergeant. We … we treated your eye as best we could. Those … bastard griffons sure did a number on that eye." The mare medic said wrapping Bucephalus's eye with another bandage. "Where is Dead Aim?" Bucephalus asked the mare. "Who?" "Dead Aim, my sniper, best bucking sniper in Equestria." Bucephalus said a little irritated by the mare "Oh him? Dead Aim is out with a recon unit scouting the area. He should be back later." The mare said smiling a little holding his hoof. "You're holding my hoof?" Bucephalus asked a little confused. "Don't get any ideas big guy, I'm checking your pulse. Sounds good. You lost a lot of blood sergeant." the mare said writing something on a clipboard. "We should at least introduce eachother, I'm sergeant Bucephalus of the 32nd Pony Division... or what's left of it." Bucephalus said extending his hoof to the mare. "I'm Redheart... a medic" Redheart says with a smile "Now you just lay right here, I have to check on other patients." -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Bucephalus's eye obviously took its time healing, though it's not coming back. But soon enough, Bucephalus was able to get back into the fight. "All right, the griffons have taken most of the buildings alongside Pony Avenue and the steel mills as well. However... A certain griffon by the name of Eagle Talon, is our ticket to pushing the griffons out of Equestria. That bucker has connections to the griffon higher ups through a special device called... 'radio' if we access it, we might be able to learn of griffon positions throughout the city." Bucephalus said pointing knife towards a tower. "That tower... Dead Aim, is the best spot in Stalliongrad to snipe from. Why the griffons hadn't taken it it don't know. Now comrades! Moveout!" Bucephalus and his new squad took up positions alongside some rubble a group of armored griffons flew past them. "There's too many... Do not engage!" Bucephalus whispers to his squad. Several moments pass later. "Comrades, there!" Dead Aim says pointing out a particular griffon. "There's the sonuvabitch that caused so much misery!" Bucephalus said through his binoculars looking at Eagle Talon. "Look Sergeant! It's the 'radio' device!" A pony calls out. "Dead Aim, can you hit the buckers from here?" Bucephalus asked handing a scope crossbow to Dead Aim. "Hmmm takes 10 seconds to reload and cock the crossbow... three griffons, and we're only wounding one... yes I say I can get him." Dead Aim turned away to face the griffons as they stood on a balconey talking amongst themselves. "Smile" Dead Aim said before pulling the trigger. "AHHH!" Eagle Talon yelled as a bolt goes through his wing. "What the-" a griffon said before getting cut off with a bolt to the head. "Ahh! We're gonna die!" a griffon said flying straight up into the sky to avoid the ponies. "He's getting away!" Bucephalus yelled. "Nope!" Dead Aim simply responded before shooting down the griffon -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- The squad looked up in the sky as the griffon continued falling, and falling until he hit the ground with a thud. "All right comrades, head over to that building, we have a griffon to capture." Bucephalus said getting up before opening the door. "Ahh! My wing!" Eagle Talon said clenching his hurt wing, damaged by the bolt. "Aggh! Can't fly." Eagle Talon continued to struggling to fly, when the door suddenly kicked open. "Boom!" The door kicks open revealing Bucephalus and his squad as they rush towards the griffon. Charging at full speed, Bucephalus tackles the griffon and wrestles him to the ground. "AGHHH!" The griffon struggles as Bucephalus begins choking him until. "POW" Dead Aim crashes down on Eagle Talon's head the butt of his crossbow. "Bucker!" Dead Aim says... "Tie him to that chair!" -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Several moments later, Eagle Talon wakes up, seeing that he is surrounded by several ponies. "And to what do I owe this... social gathering?" Eagle Talon said to the ponies. "Shut up!" Bucephalus yells punching Eagle Talon with his hoof. "So I hear you griffons like torturing ponies eh?" Bucephalus asked Eagle Talon Before Eagle Talon could respond however, Bucephalus drove a knife into the griffons paw. "RAGGGH!" Eagle Talon said as the sharp metal goes through his paw. Of course it was made even more painful as Bucephalus dug aroound in the paw. "You're lucky i'm not taking your eye... bastard!" Bucephalus said as he pulled the knife out. "Buck you pony!" Eagle Talon spits in Bucephalus's face "You're dealing with the wrong group of 'ponies' grif. We'll bury alive in broken glass, we'll pull every feather from your body if we have to!" Dead Aim says grabbing a pair of pliers. Eagle Talon looked with horror as Bucephalus picked up the radio. "So... grif, I assume this is the device you use to contact your superiors." Bucephalus said flipping around the radio "Keep your filthy hooves off of that pony!" Eagle Talon said struggling to get out of the rope that held him in place. Bucephalus answered the arrogant griffon with another hoof in the face. "POW!" The hoof hits the griffon in the eye, giving the griffon a black eye. "I'm... not telling you anything!" Eagle Talon said "Don't you get it?!" Dead Aim said pointing his crossbow at the griffon. "We have a way to listen in on your conversations. This battle is over... this war is over. You've lost!" "Hahaha!" Eagle Talon said spitting saliva mixed with blood at the pony squad. "That's where you're wrong... pony! We're much more power than that! We even have ponies taking bribes on your side!" Bucephalus and Dead Aim gave eachother a look of shock. "What do you mean? Ponies? On your side?" Bucephalus said cocking his crossbow. "ANSWER ME!" The griffon looked away and sighed. "I've said too much! Already!" Eagle Talon yelled back. "Buck this!" Dead Aim said pointing his crossbow at Eagle Talon and killing the griffon "DEAD AIM!" Bucephalus roared "Why did you kill him?!" "He gave us all the information we needed." Dead Aim said shrugging his shoulders. "Besides... that mole in the army makes me a bit... concerned.