//------------------------------// // Gonna be a fight tonight // Story: MLP: Friendship is Meatbags // by mooneyboys //------------------------------// “Ponyville!? How can you tell!?” Twilight panicky yells at the guard. With a touch of Celestia’s wing she calms down enough to stay quiet. “It’s ok Twilight.” “Guard, when did this happen?” “Unknown,” he replies. “We only noticed the smoke 15 minutes ago” “Query: Smoke? You have dragons here and they can breathe fire?” HK asks him. The guard never saw HK-47, so when the droid spoke he jumped 10 feet in the air easy. “Don’t worry there ‘guard’ He won’t harm you. Yet” Discord teases the guard. Of course the guard didn’t notice Discord either and when he saw the spirit of chaos, he, with one big flap, flew all the way to the roof. “Discord you needn’t have done that” Luna tells discord. “And yes HK-47. Dragons here breathe fire” “You HAVE fought dragons before HK-47, yes?” Celestia asks the machine. “Statement: Of course I have you moron! I was there to help place down mines to defeat the mighty Krayt dragon and help my master save the galaxy! And let me tell you that dragon wasn’t small. It was easily the size of one of your trains in height and probably twice as long.” HK half angrily, half annoyed, tells the solar princess. “Hey now! There is no need to fight! We have a Ponyville to save!” Pinkie tells the entire room. “I have to agree with pinkie pie here. Which truth be told that’s kind of scary. The town is more important,” said Applejack “But the trains will take too long! Ponyville will be destroyed by the time we get there!” Twilight says while starting to panic again. “Twilight darling, you forget you have magic,” Rarity tells Twilight. “Oh yeah….. I forgot about that,” Twilight says sheepishly. “Go on Twilight. The rest of us will meet you when we get there,” Rainbow Dash says to Twilight while putting a hoof on her shoulder. Twilight puts on a confident face and looks at HK-47, “HK-47,” She says to him. The droid immediately looks up from the floor and into Twilight’s eyes. “Query: Is there someone you need killed master?” He asks her. “Oh yes there is. And we’re going to meet him.” “Happy obligation: Oh goodie! Finally I get to kill something! Just show me this meatbag and I’ll guarantee it will die.” If droids can get excited, then HK-47 is showing every sign of it. “Don’t worry; you’ll see it in a minute. Now stand next to me.” Twilight commands the droid to which he obeys without question. “Good luck Twilight. Be careful,” Fluttershy timidly tells her friend. Twilight smiles and nods at her friend. Twilight charges her horn in preparation for the teleportation spell for two. She can teleport herself to Ponyville no problem, and have some trouble teleporting herself with another pony. But HK-47 was not a pony and easily one or two tons so she needs to focus her magic a bit. Once she has held enough magic she released it. In a flash of bright light Twilight and HK-47 make it to the center of Ponyville. Just as the two got their bearings a shadow covered them. They both look up and see the dragon flying overhead with its jaws wide open about to snap shut on a stray Pegasus. “Twilight!” A voice screamed at them, drawing their attention away from the huge dragon to a much smaller dragon. “Twilight!” Spike screams again. He waves his arms frantically over to the building is in. “Hurry! Before the dragon sees you!” Without complaint the two walk over to the building and enter. Once they entered Spike slammed the door closed. “Oh thank Celestia you’re here! Is the princess sending backup?” he asks Twilight. “Statement: We are the backup meatbag. Query: You are a dragon too yes? Master can I kill it?” HK-47 first says to Spike, then to Twilight. Spike never noticed the droid and when he spoke, almost all the color drained out of his face. “AAAAH!” he screamed, “What is that thing!” “Spike! He is a friend. This is HK-47. I am his ‘master’ as he seems to keep calling me.” Twilight informs Spike. “Objection: But you are my master. You did activate me yes?” HK voices his question. He then looks at Spike and says, “Note: Note this meatbag. I am an assassin droid. If you cause any harm to my master, or she gives the ok, I’ll kill you. Got that?” He threatens the small dragon. The still scared dragon can only nod his head in fear. “HK-47 now is not the time. You saw that dragon yes?” Twilight says, changing the subject. “Response: yes I did master. And let me tell you I am thrilled to be the one to kill it. I even have been meaning to find an excuse to use this” the droid says while pulling out a large weapon of some sort. “What is that?” “Answer: oh this thing? This is a Mandalorian rocket launcher. It was designed to take out large groups of republic soldiers, which it can by the way, but it has later been used as an anti-armor weapon of mass destruction. These things are very rare and I am proud to be using one.” He explains. “Now if you please…..” he says as he walks out the door. Once HK-47 was out of the house He lifts the rocket launcher to his shoulders and takes aim at the dragon. The dragon is, surprisingly, still chasing after the terrified Pegasus. A beep informs the assassin droid that the rocket has a lock on the dragon and HK-47 pulls the trigger. A loud WHOOSH! Can be heard all over Ponyville as a large ball of plasma chases after the dragon. The dragon started hovering when it heard the whoosh and his eyes were wide open in terror when he saw the ball of plasma. It tried to evade out of the way but was too slow. The plasma hit him dead center in the chest. With a loud roar of pain, the beast fell and crashed on the outskirts of the town. The terrified Pegasus was nowhere to be found though HK was certain it wasn’t dead. With a flick of the wrist the rocket launcher disappeared in favor of the mandalorian battle rifle. In the other arm was a sith assassin pistol. The droid tosses the pistol through the window in the building where Twilight and Spike are hiding. “Statement: Use this if you have to master. I assume you know which way to point it.” He says to the building, sure that his master was listening to him. He started walking toward the crater that the dragon made to finish the job he was assigned. After a few minutes of walking he came across the crater. Nothing was in it. “Annoyed statement: there is nothing in the hole. Query: Where is that damn dragon?” His answer came to him in one of the least friendly ways possible. As soon as HK finished talking he was swiped all the way across the field by a claw of the dragon he is trying to kill. “Response: Nevermind. I found it.” He says to no one in particular. As soon as he gets up he sees the dragon charging right at him. As fast as lightning the droid has the blaster in an attack position and is firing at the angry dragon. The entire town can hear the P-DEW P-DEW P-DEW as the droid fires a shot after a shot after a shot. The dragon either shrugs off the blaster fire like it’s nothing or is too angry to notice them as he readies his claws to tear the machine to shreds. With another swipe of his paw the assassin droid is sent flying through the field yet again. When the dragon sees the droid is still standing it gets mad and charges the droid again. About halfway through the charge a large explosion made the dragon fall and skid in surprise. Unknown to the dragon, while the assassin was falling with style through the air, He primed a large red rectangular object and dropped it on the ground. That object was a deadly frag mine. Without hesitation HK-47 releases a wave of superheated plasma at the dragon again. Just as the dragon was getting up, the mandalorian blaster rifle that is in HK-47’s hands begins to melt from the constant firing at dragon. With an angry throw of said melted blaster the machine whips out another rifle, but he gets thrown away yet again by a swipe of the dragon claws. Instead of the reckless charging that the dragon did the first two times, he breathes a torrent of white hot fire at the nuisance that has interrupted it from lunch multiple times. Once the torrent of fire was finished the dragon let out a great roar in an assumed victory. A loud WHOOSH was once again heard throughout all of Ponyville as another ball of plasma sails in the air and detonates right on the dragon’s face, his eye to be more precise. With an even louder roar of pain the dragon glares at the droid with all the hate and anger it can muster while half of his face is melting off. The smell of burnt flesh can be smelt everywhere. “Statement: So you CAN be severely injured. Though in your defense I guess anyone would have a severe injury if they got hit in the face with a hotter-than-the-local-star ball of plasma too. But that’s not important right now.” HK-47 taunts the dragon. The dragon, now blind in fury and the loss of one eye, charges at the fast it can go on all four feet. This is actually pretty fast, about as fast as an average pegasus can fly. HK-47 doesn’t even have time to react as the dragon grabs it in his claws and repeatedly smashes the droid into the ground. Everypony in Ponyville can hear the THUD THUD THUD as the dragon smashes the droid over and over. After what seems like an eternity the dragon rears up and with one final roar, gives one final smash to the droid. An eerie silence fills the field as the dragon inspects his fallen enemy. He picks the droid up with his claws and looks at HK with his good eye. Nothing seems to be on with the droid and nothing is moving. Before the dragon can react HK-47’s eyes glow back to its deadly red and HK-47 smashes its fist into the dragon’s bad eye. The dragon rears up in pair yet again and he let go of the droid. All that is holding it up is the arm in the eye. With the other arm it shows the dragon a thermal detonator. “Statement: Checkmate meatbag,” HK says as he pushes the button to detonate the explosive. A loud WHOOSH but more of a BOOM can be heard about a mile away from the center of the explosion as the thermal detonator fills the field with white hot fire. The dragon gives off one final roar before all of Ponyville becomes silent again. For minutes nothing moves. Nothing breathes. Nothing can be heard. Not the singing of the birds, or the chatter of the animals, or even ponies doing their own thing. Not the markets filled with bargaining. Or the schoolhouse filled with learning. Just silence. Eventually one brave pony peeks out of his hidey hole and steps out into the street. Everypony watches him as he nervously walks over to the field where the epic battle took place. Soon after him another went out and followed. And then another. And then another. Soon all of Ponyville (minus the rest of the main six) are gathered all around the battlefield. Everypony there held their breath as they looked for signs of their savior. But all they could see was the dead dragon. Its face is now either burnt to a crisp, gone or melted. Nopony can see where the droid is. One brave stallion started walking into the battlefield. Very shortly after words every mare, colt, filly, and stallion are out on the field looking. “I FOUND IT!” Three little voices screamed. “NO I found it first!” Applebloom said. “No I did!” Sweetie Belle argued. “Puh-lease I found it first” Scootaloo argued with the two of them. “Objection” the voices hear. A pause, “I found myself first” Another pause. “Query:” Another pause, this one longer than the others. “Could someone HELP.ME.OUT!?” HK amplifies his voice so anypony who didn’t hear the CMC heard him. With the help of the entire town, they managed to get the droid out from under the dragon that he got pinned under. “Statement: Thank you all for helping me.” HK tells the entire town. Another pause occurs. “I don’t know what I would’ve done if you didn’t help me. Nopony knows either. The droid looks like it has been through hell, fought Cerberus, fought Satan, fought Death, and everything in between, and came back. Scratches and dents cover the entire droid. One of its eye sockets glows faintly. That same side of his head is blackened. His arm that held the grenade looks like it’ll fall off any minute. Wires were sticking out and sparked occasionally. Its other arm sustained less damaged but looks like it will fall out any minute. The hand where he stabbed it into the eye of the dragon was covered in blood. One of its legs is bent the wrong way and the other is flattened. Twilight came running up to the droid and started panicking when she saw the damage. “HK-47!? Are you ok!?” “Response: No master I am not ok! I nearly got, how you meatbags say, my ass handed to me by that dragon! Just look at me! I’m a mess. It’s going to take me at least a day or two to be 100 percent functional again!” Twilight smiled. “It’s good to see you’re ok.” The droid sighed, “Statement: Yes master, it is good I'm ok. I’m very much happy to still be operational. I’ll be honest though this is the most amount of damage I’ve sustained in a battle. Not even during the battle in the star forge did I take this much damage. Now enough talk. I need someplace to start repairing my injuries.” The droid tried to start walking but instead fell right to the floor as his center of gravity was off balance. HK-47 tried to get up but couldn’t without the help of its master’s magic. Together the two made it to Twilight’s tree home. By the time the two got home, Luna’s moon was shining brightly in the sky. Twilight opened the door and was hit with the smell of fresh salad and a batch of cookies cooking. “Twilight! Thank Celestia you two got home safe. Dinner is on the table if you’re hungry.” Spike tells Twilight. She thanks Spike and helps HK-47 into the bed on the ground floor bedroom past the kitchen. “Statement: Master I am going to go into repair mode. I will not be out until an estimated 2 to three days. Until I come out of repair mode do not bother looking after me or try to wake me up.” HK tells her. Before she can say anything the droid’s eyes dim down from bright evil red to a soft gentle red and into nothing as the droid enters repair mode. Twilight closes the door and enters the kitchen to enjoy a nice fresh salad and some cookies while trying to process everything she saw today.