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// dragon eyes 
// Story: A Night's return and his Flare. 
// by BlastingCap 
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Nightwing opened his eyes as his alarm on his watch vibrated. He looked at it, 0350.  He sat up and looked around at the barracks. “This is one thing I do not miss.” He thought to himself as he looked around the dull barracks. He sighed at he got up and walked to the case that contained his new suit of  Instead of the worn out purple and blue and full of dents. It was a shiny new black and blue color along with a saddlebag that is installed on the right side of the suit. It had a standard chest rig with the ammo and grenades pouches attached. It had a new visor, from Headshot’s since he had been wearing it most of the time. It was black visor with a special paint job that Nightwing did himself. It was a pair of dragon eyes where his where going to be.   

The sound of Mist’s bunk shifting made him look at the top bunk. The white Earth pony jumped down, landing on the concrete floor. “Lets suit up and get to armory. I want to get a hold of some of the those C4 explosives and S2 rockets.” his face was filled with excitement, a little too much excitement.

“Great, I am paired up with an pyromaniac, but at least this is going to be interesting.” Nightwing thought as the machine started to place his suit together.  He placed his helmet on with a phssss as the pressure inside the suit was set to normal. Luna came up to him as he got down from the machine next to Mist.

“So, I can guess that you going to enjoy the new suit you got, even if the dragon eyes creeps me the hell out. But, I want to have a talk with you when you come back.” Nightwing stretched his legs in the new suit. 

“Well, at least this one feels lighter then my old one.” he looked at his watch. 0400.  “We have to go in thirty minutes lets go the armory.” he said. But, when he looked to answer Luna she vanished. 

Mist’s eyes lit up when those words slipped out of Nightwing’s mouth. And almost began to jump up and down like Pinkie Pie. “Calm the hell down pyro, I have read you file, so don’t go all bat shit crazy with explosives. We will take the usual stuff.” The brightness in his eyes went down as they arrived at the armory. “but, maybe just a little more. Just grab at least fifteen two pound blocks of C4 and the rest is up to you.”

Mist smiled like Pinkie Pie and vanished like pinkie pie. “I think they may related.” Nightwing thought as he walked into the large armory. The walls were like with rifles, pistols, explosives and etc. He smiled as he went to the right wall and grabbed a LAR assault rifle. He shouldered the rifle and looked through the small scope. He slung it over his back and began to take mags. When something caught his eye. It was the Sniper rifle that Browntrack showed him the last time he saw him at the base in the everfreet forest. He trotted to it and looked up and down the monster of a gun. 

“So, I guess that you must like the big guns?” Mist said right behind him making Nightwing jump nearly knocking the gun off the table. 

Nightwing turned leaning against the wall holding his hoof against his chest, trying to catch his breath. He glared at Mist. “Are you related to Pinkie Pie by any chance?” he took a deep breath. 

“Yes, she is my first cousin. Why?” he said with an raised eyebrow. 

Nightwing looked at the pony and shrugged mentally. “Nothing just wondering, are you ready?” 

“Yes, I am locked and loaded.” he took out a shotgun and pumped the action. 

“Good, now just take your gear to the black warthog and be ready to leave in five minutes that means get any food and drinks you want to bring with you.” Nightwing said as he picked up the monster of a gun and put it on his back. 

Nightwing began to put the ammo cans in the warthog when a pony tapped his shoulder. He turned to see Pip in his combat armor with rifle and ammo on hand along with a SPARTAN laser on his back. “No” Nightwing said as he placed the last ammo can into the back of the warthog. 

“Sorry, Nightwing you are stuck with me. Capt. Sliver told me that scouts have found communication stations near the artillery and I am going to take some of it.” Pip said as he hopped into the back of the warthog. 

Nightwing glared at Pip as he hopped into the passenger seat. Nightwing climbed into the back next to the gun. He laid against it and as he was about to catch some more shut eye he looked at Pip as Mist came and started the warthog. The warthog roared as they went down the ramp and onto a road out of the city. Nightwing’s eye wondered onto the only cloud in the sky. He knew why Pip was with them, really. “He is testing me.” he thought as sleep took him.