//------------------------------// // The academy // Story: My little starcraft: Friendship is chaos // by Krasus Shyhoof //------------------------------// Chapter 1: The academy Two women, one in yellow, one in blue, sat waiting, the one in yellow's pink hair curling over her face, the other, a look of determination on her face, her rainbow-colored hair glowing brilliantly through the glass of the mobile vehicle. "Don't worry Flutter shy!" The rainbow haired on said. "We'll be fine! It's just the academy! You'll do better than any of us I'm sure. . " A tone of doubt shook in her voice. The many people surrounding them seemed to stare at the duo. "U-Um . . . N-no Dashie. . . I-It's okay. . " The pink haired girl managed to squeak out, A rosie-red blush crossing her cheeks. A pair of legs kicked from the corner, the black armor with white knee guards glimmering from fresh polish. Light-red stains ran up his overly large suited legs, the figure leaned in, the pack of plasma fire making a loud clang against the uncomfortable metal chair. "Don't worry rookies" The rough voice called out, making Rainbow and Flutter shy wince as if in pain. "Training is brutal. . . You probably won't see the field of combat anyway!" He grinned, showing his dark face. A scar ran down his right eye, a large dent swept deep into the crest of three flaming skulls. "Names Zaskorch!" The silver haired boy said, still grinning. "Wh-what are you?!" Flutter shy finally shuddered out, the many heads of the soldiers and recruits turned back and forth. Zaskorch chuckled. "I'm a firebat dear. . " He stood up, the heavy armor clattering together, two epyon plasma incinerators sat on his wrists, the trigger mechanism would lite when he closed his hands into a fist. "Though, unless your a criminal or volunteer. . . You won't be one." He closed his eyes, his visor going down, a carass of stained red laid on his visor. "Only criminals are bats. . . Or those ignorant enough to volunteer, this is my only option of what they call 'Freedom'", His head shook in his visor. "Well why're you here!" Rainbow exclaimed, the slightest hint of ignorance filled her voice. Her eyes prodded Zask with questions. "I'm the escort, ya'll will be my new team! Most of the recruits will be what we call 'Reapers'" Zaskorch made a hand motion "Reapers are lightweight infantry with jet packs who are used for search and destroy, recon, also tactical advantage, meaning attack the enemy where it hurts!" Zaskorch grinned "Although i won't spoil this for you. ." "A-are you hurt?!" Flutter Shy spat out, staring at the huge dent on his chest. Tilting his head, his silver hair fell over his face "No dear. . Thanks for you're concern, but that's a 'parting gift' so to say. . ." Zaskorch fingered the dent, memories running through his head. "It was earned. . . I've been called to combat three times, I've seen the field more than most of these guys, Anyway, I'm sure you two didn't sign up alone?" Zaskorch replied, more of a question than a statement. "Oh course not! Me 'n five friends". She motioned to Flutter Shy. "Five including her signed up" The rainbow haired girl said, then perked up. "Oh! I'm Rainbow Dash, and this is Flutter Shy! It's. . . . good to meet you. ." She smiled weakly. Zaskorch sat back in his shadowy corner, covered in darkness. "Always a pleasure. ." Zaskorch muttered, putting a hand on his knee with a light thud. The vehicle stopped, the rusted bolt turned with a loud Clink!. The door rose. Starlight blazed in, A scrawny man with peach-fuzz and a buzz cut hopped in the opened door, he looked back and forth at the new recruits. Rainbow Dash tightened her back, sitting up straight as if trying to impress the man. Flutter Shy simply slumped down, letting out a light squeak as her hair fell over her face. The man stopped in front of Zaskorch, the one chair in the middle, starlight shining through showing the fullness of his huge suit. The many scratches and dents showed signs of courage and bravery on the battlefield. "What squad is this?" The sergeant barked, spit flying out of his overly-large mouth. Leaning in, Zaskorch got in his face, a vein protruding from his head. "You got spit on my suit. . . !" Glaring angerly at him, the man backed off a bit, though he continued barking orders. "What.Squad.Is.This?!" The man repeated, puffing up his scrawny chest to look bigger. Standing up, Zaskorch stood to be over six foot tall (Including his suit) The dent shimmered from armor polish. "You'd best wipe that smug look off your face and watch that tone. . ." Zaskorch said, slightly leaning in, the man had a glint of fear that seemed to shake off the instant it appeared. "But this is squad four." Zask said, bumping the man's shoulder as he desended from the truck. "Someone's bad. ." Rainbow said, her eyes on the back of the Firebat. The man stood staring at the chair, he finally turned around and walked to the end of the vehicle. "Alright maggots! Mooooove out! We a'int got all day to plant flowers and pet the little critters!" FlutterShy instantly perked up, she took Dash's hand and ran off the craft. "FluuutterSsshyy!!" Dash yelled as she was being dragged along the bumpy path, a huge building came into view, Zaskorch was just entering the building having to crouch as he entered. Rainbow Dash sighed as they came to a halt. "He didn't mean it, there are no animals here. . But lets go, I gatta ask him some questions" Dash said, continuing on the trail to the huge building, checking out their surroundings. They both noticed Bunkers, aslo, the huge center had huge robotic suits going back and forth, carrying a hard, bluish materil that seemed to be celestial. Minerals. . Dash thought to herself. The buildings around the could be identified by what was near it, the large Starport sat, the main building being used. One of the jets landed, A pilot with light-brown hair spiked down the length of his face, his blue eyes glimmering in the starlight. His plane was a dark-blue shade, easily hidden in clouds and different atmospheres. He smiled as he walked the path, meeting a Reaper with blood-red eyes and emerald-green hair, both grinning they shook hands. "Nice fightin' Nightshade!" The boy in the yellow suit said, confidence overwhelming in his voice. "I try. ." The other boy retorted, a straight, serious face being worn, scratching the back of his head non-chalantly. The two looked over to Rainbow Dash and FlutterShy, who both shrank when Nightshades eyes wondered over them. He sighed "I'll catch you later." He said as he walked away. Rainbow sighed in relief. "Well that was rude. ." Thunder Cloud muttered, jumping as he was greeted. "Hi!" Rainbow said, smiling weakly as she cast a wave. Seeing him jump, she quickly apologized. "Oh, sorry!" Thunder Cloud turned around holding his chest. "It's fine. . You startled me, Anyway, I'm Thunder Cloud, the most evasive pilot in the fleet, that over there was Nightshade! Sorry. . he's not easy on the eyes. ." He chuckled, then shoved his hand out to them. "I'm Rainbow Dash!" The multicolor haired girl said, gripping his hand tight and shaking it, grinning at how surprised he looked. "I-I'm Flutter-" Her voice seemed to lower, her pink hair curled over her face, hands still tight on her side. "That's FlutterShy!" Rainbow interjected. "She's shy, don't be mad at her. ." Rainbow said, putting an arm around FlutterShy to comfort her. Thunder Cloud scratched his head "Weeeeell. . . Follow me, I'll show you around!" Thunder said smiling as he turned using his heels and started walking down the path. "So what're ya'll going for!!" Thunder said, curiosity getting the best of him. Rainbow ran one arm down her other arm. "From what I've heard. . . Reapers?" She said, tilting her head slightly in confusion. "Ahhh Reapers, how fun!" Thunder said. "I'll most likely come with you. . I'm captain of this sector's stealth ops. . The Reaper you saw was NightShade. He leads flanking manuevers and ground stealth ops." Thunder turned his head smiling. "Thats the Command Center, where we gather resources!" He pointed to the many men in big robotic suits. "Thats the Starport, Factory, Science Lab, Ghost Academy-" Rainbow cut him off. "Ghost Academy?! Two of my friends are training to be Ghosts!" Thunder Cloud winced as she said this, slightly drawing in a breath. "All I can say is. . . They won't be the same afterwards. ." He shook his head, Zask's words echoed in Rainbow's head Training is brutal. . You probably won't see combat!. Thunder Colud interupped her thoughts. "Anyway. . Sign up with anyone else?" He said, turning his head back to look at them, trying to lighten the mood. "Yea. . . " Rainbow paused in thought, THunder Cloud stopped, making her run into him. "Oh! Sorry. . Two are going to be Marines. . " She said, her voice seeming to be monotone. "Oh then NightShade may train them, what are their names?" Thunder Cloud said, walking backwards. "Pinkie and Apple Jack. . . " She responded. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Apple Jack and Pinkie Pie stood in the gargantuan Barracks. "Don't worry sugar cube! We'll be fine!" Apple Jack guaranteed, her long camo pants looked more like decorative bell-bottoms, the white T-shirt was drenched in sweat, Apple Jack's beat up face was still soft, even through the bruises. "But. . They don't have lollipops!" Pinkie exclaimed, a frown hanging from her small lips. Her pink hair was frizzed from the hours of hand-to-hand combat. It was night now, the woman's barracks hung with chatter of new recruits. The senior Marines, knowing how early they had to get up, snoozed through the chatter. "Ah miss 'em too Pinkie piah, but we gatta hang strong!" Apple Jack said, changing her cloths as she laid on her bed, tipping her hat over her eyes. That Niaghtshade boy sure don't play! Apple Jack thought to herself, sleep slowly taking her before she fell into sleep's spell, she heard Pinkie's light breath, she had evidently exhausted herself to passing out. "Sleep tiaght sugarcube. ." Apple Jack said as her eyes closed. Apple Jack awoke to alarming red lights, shooting out of her bed, Pinkie slowly rose, Apple Jack looked to her in distress. "Pinkie, what's goin' on!" Apple Jack muttered, a mixture of sleepiness and fear flooding in her voice. Pinkie simply hopped up, changing into camo shorts and a camo shirt, her poofy hair seemed untouched from her slumber. "Time to get up, silly!" Pinkie exclaimed, hopping out of the room. "Pinkie wait!" Apple Jack threw on her cloths, her frizzed hair stuck out, blowing in the wind as she chased Pinkie to the combat room. Apple Jack entered the room, only to see Pinkie in hand-to-hand combat with the reaper they knew as NightShade. The sounds of combat filled the room, NightShade had just thrown Pinkie into the wall as Apple Jack heard a crude wind, she ducked, a fist breezing through her hair, the Marine was hopping back and forth, both fists clenches and cocked, ready to fight. "Nice dodge!" His thick accent erupted from his gullet. "I'm Whispy!" The grinning Marine spat out, his foot quickly lunging out into Apple Jack's neck, making her stumble to the floor. "Let's fight!" The weary, muscular Marine exclaimed. "Ah recon ah don't got a choice. ." AJ said, her southern accent lashing out, a mixture of annoyance and adrenaline in her tone. She swooped low to the ground trying to trip him, he simply jumped closer to her, his fist smashing into the ground beside her head. Pressing her back to the ground, Apple Jack landed a double foot kick, square in the chest, sending him breathless in the air, she quickly stood up, jogged to where he was heading, and when in range, clocked him straight in the jaw. Whispy's hands flailed out and caught the ground, lunging his leg out, he knocked her in the forhead with his foot, making her head jerk back. The coppery taste of blood filled Apple Jack's mouth, she spat, the crimson liquid running down her chin as the blood hit the floor. Whispy was already standing, dusting himself off "Good reaction time. . . Could be faster however. ." His hands reached out to shake her's, mistaking it for a trick, she laid a punch dead in the face, Whispy stumbled into Pinkie, who was still in combat with NightShade, her battered face seemed to lighten in surprise. She slapped him across the face. "Will you watch where you're going silly! You could get hurt!" Pinkie giggled as she turned to face NightShade, watching quietly, his back was to the wall, Pinkie bounced over to him, putting her hands out to strike. Crouching under her arms, NightShade crossed both arms, hitting Pinkie in the lower ribs and making her slide back on her heels. After the long slide, she fell on one knee, placing both arms over where she was struck. NightShade slowly walked over and stuck his hand out. "Are you okay?" NightShade asked in one of the most monotone voice's Pinkie had ever heard. Taking his hand, she stood up with his help. "Course!" Pinkie winced, placing both hands back on her chest, Apple Jack ran over to her and helped her walk out of the combat room and into the clinic. "This here facility don't go easy on it's soilders!" Apple Jack said to Whispy, who, in concern walked with them. "Course not. We're trainin' fer war!" Long as yer not a problem 'Y won't be Neurally Resocialized!" Whispy cracked a smile, quite a few gaps in his teeth, he reminded Apple Jack of her sibling back home. "Neurally Resocialized?" Apple Jack questioned, seeming to challenge his words. " 'Y never heard? 'T's when 'y get yer memories replaced by th' Confed'racy, they top 'em with false memories so yu'll fight more 'ficient" Whispy said matter-of-factly. Apple Jack shuddered at the idea, running back to Pinkie to wait by her side till she awoke. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------- Twilight awoke, strapped to a chair, her head lulled down. Questions such as "Where am I?" and "Where's Rarity. .?" filled her mind, lifting her head, looking through her hair she saw a glass window. She felt someone staring through her in the glass, a sudden knot seemed to burn in her head, it was as if her brain were being pressed on her skull. The door slowly creaked opened. . No one was seem entering. The light patter of footsteps was the only sound that carried in the room, she jerked her head to the left where they were, yet say no one. "Who's. . . . There!" Twilight managed to yammer out, wondering why it was so difficult to say. "Don't. . . be to loud. . you're drugged, I was sent to rescue you. ." an outline flickered, his Ghost helmet was Removed. "I'm. . . I'm Krasus. . I was sent by Luna to free you before the begin testing. . " The shackles clattered off her, he cut the straps with a long combat knife. Helping her to her feet, that's when she saw it, the huge rifle draped across his back, putting his helmet back on, he flickered from existence. Slowly walking out of the door through the hall unseen, he helped her to the Armory, where he took up a helmet and a C-10 Canister Rifle, putting the helmet on her. To Twilight, all this seemed like a dream, her vision blurred and her speech in slurs from being drugged, Krasus pressed the cloak on her suit and cautiously walked down the hall. The built-in mic seemed to come alive, talking as if it had a mind of it's own. "Did you get the other one. .?" The voice was smooth, spoken as if to calm a whining child, yet authoritative and serious . It was the rebel leader, Luna, fighting the inescapable force and power of her sister Celestia. Celestia certainly had a force worth recognition. Krasus crept through the hall, bringing his wrist to his mask. "Affirmative. . No information on dampeners. Repeat, no information on dampeners." psyonic dampeners brought down a Ghosts powers, they were also accompanied by Neural Inhibitors, Neural Inhibitors were the Confederacy's mind-control devices. They were used to whip memories and replace them to make the troops more devoted. Infantry could also not say no to any command, any infantry that didn't make it were unmarked, never to be recognized again. Cha-chink. Twilight heard the familiar noise, then felt the cold, hard alabaster floor. The other Ghost had already dropped, pulled out his side-arm (The Slugthrower) and shot multiple times. A bleeding Ghost dropped to the ground, his cloak deactivating. Krasus ran over and ripped something off the suit, tucked it in his pouch and ran back, helping Twilight up in his arms, he ran to the lift which two scientists had just left out of the lift. Krasus's shoulder bumped between them, seeing nothing, the scientists shook their heads as they turned the corner, looking back at the ascending lift. Moments later in the lift, red lights blared. The alarm. . . Krasus thought to himself. Racing out of the lift and through the electric doors. Krasus ran non-stop, trying to avoid any more unnecessary deaths. Twilight's eyes closed, consciousness fading from her Light murmurs filled her mind. As audible as it was, it was also comforting. Her eyes slowly creaked opened, blurred figures stood above her, one of the figures noticed. "Twilight darling! Thank Celestia you're alive!" The magnificent voice drifted in her ears, realization struck her. Gasping, she shot up, eye's wide she looked at the figure. She had long, curling purple hair, and wore a white Ghost suit that had three blue diamonds on the shoulder. "Rarity!!" Twilight exclaimed, her head still throbbing, smiling, she pushes the pain to the back of her mind. Leaning up, she hugged Rarity who, in turn, hugged her back. "Who. . Who saved me. .?" Twi said, brushing a strand of pink hair from her eyes. "His name is Krasus dear, he's the Lieutenant. They liberated us from the Solar Empire!" Rarity responded softly. Hearing the doors open, the both turned their attention to it. Krasus casually strolled in, still in his Ghost attire. His helmet was off, catching her first real glimpse of him. His longish green hair ran down his left eye, with each step it waved, his deep blue eyes full of concern for his new comrade. "Hey . . . Krasus" Twilight called out, the pain slightly increased. She put a hand to her head. "What . . . What is this!" she closed her eyes, Krasus only slightly winced. "O-Our alpha waves are conflicting. . Gh-Ghosts usually have dampeners to prevent this. . But I got you out before the implanted them. ." Krasus explained, staying at a distance. "Do. . Do you have any questions for me?" Krasus's eyes looked tender and sweet, way different than what she remembered from the facility as he was fighting. "Only one. . . Where are the rest of my friends?" (AUTHOR'S NOTE! I would like you're criticizm . . . . . Also, if you liked it please inform others who may like it. This fan fiction is fan based meaning, If enough people select a relationship it will happen, if you would like to be added in, send me information of you're OC and I'll do my best to capture you're character. .)