A Night's return and his Flare.

by BlastingCap


Pipsqueak get his hoofs dirty

The roar of the warthog made him quiet. He liked to think when was riding for some time. He sighed as the memory of Nightwing refusing to help him was still stinging.

"Sir, we are heading for Applelusa." The voice of his driver snapping him out thought. "When you were in the restaurant Capt. Sliver ordered you to go to Applelusa to help fortify the town, Sir."

"Then, step on it, Shadow breeze. There is not a moment to waste."

"Yes, sir." as he put the pedal to the metal.

The warthog jumped forward as it gained speed. Shaking the gunner in the back.

"Hey, watch I am back here!" as he remounted the gun.

"Don't remind me, Bubbles." he said with a snicker.

"I told you not to call me that!" his face turning from blue to red with anger.

"Shit" Pipsqueak said looking into the sky.

Both of the ponies in the warthog looked at Pipsqueak then, at each other. "What's wrong,Sir." Bubbles breaking the silence inside the warthog.

"Just shit. Do you remember when you two said that you want to see action?"

"Yes" they said in unison. With Bubbles raising his eyebrow.

"Well, it looks like you two are getting your wish." he said picking up his rifle from the floor and racking the charging handle.

They looked up to see fifteen Plasma artillery rounds head right towards them.

"Shit." they all said in unison as the first round hit the ground about fifteen yards to their right hitting a tree, tuning it into a tree from hell. The parts that were not obliterated were set on fire.It hit the one tree within miles of Applelusa

"CONTACT!" Pip yelled as the rounds became closer and closer. Solar warthogs were coming from the sand of a dust storm all in a line door to door. The machine-guns of their warthogs roaring with the rounds hitting at the tires and pass the ears of Bubbles.

"Damn," as he covered his head for a sec.

Pip turned around. "FIRE THAT DAMN GUN!" that seemed to get to him as the gun began to fire but, didn't last a second as a plasma round hit the road straight ahead of them. Making a crater about twice the size of their warthog and they couldn't stop in time as they crashed into the crater.

Pip crawled out the wrecked warthog. He vision blurred. He looked around, hearing the gunshots around him. he looked at the upside down warthog and seeing the blood pooling from the driver's side. Pip stumbling as he began to walk to the back to the gun. he looked under the warthog and saw that Bubbles, was pinned but, unconscious. Pip went around the warthog, using his hind legs to bring up the warthog. His muscles were screaming at him as he began to bring up the warthog. he just brought it up an inch and with his mouth he pulled Bubbles out of the warthog. Pip went to edge of the crater to see how deep they are. The warthogs are about half the distance they once were. He looked to the left where he saw a bike just miss his head by six inches as it slid and park.

"Nightwing?" as he stared up at the Spartan.

"Watch my bike I will handle this." as he took out a rifle. "also do you have any mags I can borrow?" as he charged the rifle.

Pip didn't say anything but, just throwing five mags in a small bag. Nightwing caught the bag and looked in side.

"Thanks, now look after Bubbles" as he jumped down into the crater. "Help with this before this bastards are on our asses."
as he began to flip the warthog making the gun just clearing the top of the crater. Pip didn't even touch it as it landed on its four wheels. Shadow breeze's body still in his seat. Nightwing charged the main gun and mounted it. "Here they come! Call for back up right now!" as the gun began to roar.