"Oh buck... We should run now." The scared guard said as a chair scraping was heard and evil dark laughter resonated through the halls.
"Y'know... I think you're right." The other guard then ran as a pounding against the door commenced and several guards ran in the direction of Chains cell. Finally the ancient wood gave in as the door swung open and a giant man holding a chair with his handcuffs still attached to one hand.
"Which one of horses took my guns?" Chains was heaving from the assault on the door. Many of the guards were trembling but some of the older held a face of shock as the word 'horse' was thrown. How dare he insult them?
"I'll show ya who's a bucking horse!" One of the gutsier guards yelled back as he fired a magic bolt at Chains. The robber ducked in time and stood back up, his face filled with annoyance and a subtle undertone almost saying, 'Seriously?'. Nonetheless, He lifted the chair and threw it at the group, at least grabbing him some time if it didn't hit anybody. He ran the opposite direction and looked into each of the cells to see if one was an armory.
For some odd reason, a denizen from above granted his wish when the armory was open and all his stuff was on a table. Grabbing it, he rushed out the room and towards the main entrance of the castle flipping off some retiring night guards as he was on his way. When he finally reached the gates, it was a sight to see. There, a human was running awkwardly with several guns and a small duffel bag filled with more stuff along with a large amount of the guard also running after him, including some very pissed veterans.
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"So uh.... Should we do something? I mean, they've been in there a lo-" A young stallion spoke to a superior officer before a hoof was stuck in his mouth.
"Son... If I were you, I'd just sit down and wait. First, Celestia's angry and I feel sorry for the poor bastards in there. Second, A storms a-brewin'.... One Discord himself would be proud of. So shut up and get some sun." The officer pulled his saliva covered hoof out and wiped it on another member's shoulder. Sighing, the member took out a flask, and drank.
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"Enough of this, you have harmed my subjects and now you must face the consequences of such." Celestia said as she charged up her magic. Dallas went wide eyed and jumped out of the second story window as his compatriots escaped as well. The sight was enough to make one wonder why they lived as three hairless apes wearing suits were running from an exploding barn.
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"So, you're telling me that the individual that teleported in, and killed a guard has escaped the grounds and running through Canterlot while almost half the guard battalion is chasing him? Who in all of this world would allow such... Such....." The messenger cowered in fear as Luna lashed out at him verbally.
"Y-yes m-m-ma'am. T-the p-p-priso-n-ner escaped a-and h-he uh...."
"Alright, you may go, I see the point. Carry on, I shall take care of this problem." Luna cut off the scared soul and moved over to a laid out map of Canterlot.
"Let us set a plan for our guest."
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It was quiet in the library, no sound reverberating. No crashing Rainbow Dash, no logic and physic defying Pinkie Pie, no overreacting Rarity, just wonderful sile- *CRACK CRACK CRACK*.... Alright, that thought was just thrown out the window. Twilight rushed over to the balcony and got on her telescope to see three clothed apes running over a hill with... Law Enforcement and PRINCESS CELESTIA!? She ran back down the stairs and out the door, circling around the house to watch the spectacle in eye sight. There were three clothed apes, wearing various masks, running across a field while a large group of law enforcement and Princess Celestia chased them.
Bewildered, Twilight went back inside and went straight to the bathroom pulling out a small orange bottling from the mirror cupboard. On the bottle read : Naproxen (Warning : Side affects include rebounding headaches). This was the fifth pill today, the fortieth pill that week.
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"So, which one of you guys wants to potentially go into a different universe or possibly die first?" Bain spoke as several mercenaries stood with him mixed expressions upon their faces. No hands raised, probably because they were tightening around their rifles.
"Now, come on! Remember, I'll drop from an helicopter right into the Mole's office." Almost instantly, hands raised. And thus began a small war eni, meni, mini, moe. Eventually though, a merc was thrown into a room full of containers and containers of unknown substances. Confused, the merc looked around the room, puzzled as to why he was in it. A loud drone filled the room and the power within the room flickered. The merc's gun misfired as he bumped against a container, igniting a fire radioactive explosion.
500 yards away...
"Huh, shame it didn't make a bigger boom." Bain grunted. He turned around and smiled. "Who's next?" Fear filled the eyes of everyone there.