//------------------------------// // One Hell of a Day // Story: The Beginning of the End // by CyclicStoryWriter //------------------------------// Beginning of the End One Hell of a Day Twilight raced up the stairs of the ancient castle of the royal pony sisters. Who knew that a simple research expedition would end up like this? She paused for a moment to catch her breath, only to continue her sprint again when the roar of a hungry manticore climbing up the stairs behind her. reaching the end of the steps she ran halfway into the new room only to be hit with the fact that she was now trapped in the throne room where Nightmare Moon was destroyed with the help of her friends who stood by her side in the warm summer. The seasons have changed and she was by herself now and snow blew in from windows where stained glass windows used to gleam gloriously. If anything she was glad that Spike was not here to add more fuel to her stress. He stayed back at the library to keep things in order. Twilight's thoughts were soon disrupted again by the roar from the manticore, who had finally caught up to his prey. Taking one big swipe, the manticore's paw grazed the side of Twilight. Stumbling back further into the room, Twilight felt pain all across her body. Her vision was dimming slightly and things started to blur. In one final attempt to survive she attempted to do a spell. The magic flowed through her and into her horn. Building up for the spell. Barely holding conscience twilight had to release the spell undone, producing only a spark. She thought all was lost but suddenly a white light started to create lines in the floor. The lines crossed over each other many times. Before Twilight blacked out, she saw three figures standing in front of her. It reminded her of a story she was told as a little filly. The Guardians of the Equestria. ===================== Seeing the metal canister hit the floor. I turned around to grab Anderson but saw that he was unconscious on the floor. Seeing no need to revise my plan of protecting myself I sprawled on what I thought was a stone floor. I landed on top of something soft and with the appearance of a second thought of seeing what I landed on the metal canister made a soft click as it stood tall on its rounded end. Springing up into the air it went halting for a split of a second and then releasing its deadly cargo of nearly one hundred strengthen drill bits. The bits fly in every direction, only stopping their deadly path when they hit stone or metal. The roar of the lion thing could be heard deafening everything out. I felt a few of the bits drive themselves into my body, but the armor I wore stopped their flight before they reached anything important. As a silence filled the room my body protested against my actions as I stood up to see the results of the bouncing betty. It looked like the night sky in the large room. With lights shimmering off the drill bits that embedded themselves into the masonry of this room. What, room? Large ceiling? No funny sounding English Templar? This train of thought was cut short by the sound of a very pissed of creature. Standing there as the only human that was awake with a creature that had something explode in its face was not something I wanted to do today. I also didn't want nukes to be launched off and destroying everything I knew that wasn't already dead yet but I guess that wasn't going to happen. My PPSH was dry and I didn't think this thing would give me time to reload it. So I lightly tossed aside and went for my knife. Staring into the one good eye left on this creature, I slowly pulled out my Kukri, which was given to me when I was brought into the Cossacks, out of its sheathe on my shoulder, and slowly stared to circle this creature. I could tell that even though he sounded and looked tough. The Bouncing Betty did a good number on it. "Come on you pussy cat. Lets play a game of cat and mouse." I shouted out to give myself encouragement rather than for anything else. The Lion thing made the first move swiping with its right paw. I slide just around the strike and stabbed it right near where I believed its shoulder joint would be. Outraged by my hidden skill, it shoved me away from itself and attempted another swing. This one connected and lifted me off the ground and slammed me against a stone pillar. I could feel the screws that were previously embedded into my body slowly inch further in. The HUD in my helmet alerted me of multiple broken ribs and some possible internal bleeding. Landing back on the ground I found my knife about ten yards away, lying in a pile of snow that blew in from one of the broken windows. As I crawled, the sound of a predator who is sure of victory savoring the moment before enjoying his meal. Now I was a yard away when I could feel the warm breathe of it on my neck. In one quick motion I lunge for the blade and drove the knife deep into the jaw of the beast and partially into its skull. Twisting the blade, I ensure its death by pulling the blade across its throat as I pulled the knife out. Lying there I waited to regain my breath from the battle. Footsteps neared me as I lied there. I was surprised when I saw the ghost from before, but in flesh and bone. Kneeling down and offering his hand, he assisted me up from underneath the corpse that was quickly turning the once white snow into a bloody slop. Wiping the blood of my knife I considered this the best time to get some questions answered. "How are you alive again? Before you were just a shimmer." Was the first thing that came to my mind. "In this world, I have powers unlike ones in the other world. Unlike in the one we just came from, I have a very much longer lifespan here." He calmly replied in his British accent as he pulled out his blade to polish it. "Wait, this world? Other world? Where the hell did you take us?" I piped once he finished answering my first question. "This is earth of a different Universe. Here things are very different. Unlike yours, this one is still alive and breathing. I also believe you have already acquainted yourself with one of the dominant species here." The knight calmly replied as he finished working on his sword. Questionable I turned to look at the dead corpse. Looking back at him he shook his head and nodded over in the other direction, it was the thing I landed on before. Moving over for a closer inspection, I could see it was something equine. With the horn I would say a unicorn and the size would mark it a pony. Strangely it had a purple colored coat and a darker colored purple mane with a strip of dark pink running through it. Noticing that it hasn't really moved at all, I checked for a pulse. There was one but still very feint. There were cuts on its side, probably from that thing I just killed. On its flank was what appeared to be a tattoo or brand in the shape of a star. I turned to see if Anderson had woken up yet. He was still on the ground lying there. "Hey Sir Henry. Can you do me a favor and wake up that poor excuse for a soldier there?" I asked as a started to check for any other injuries on the unicorn. Out of the corner of my I watched as the knight walked over by the unconscious private and lift up the body. He then proceeded to walk over by one of the snow piles and toss the body into it, face first. Once the private’s face hit the snow, his body flinched and made an attempt to quickly stand up. With the sudden shift in weight, the snow slipped from under his feet and sent Anderson flying backwards onto the floor. Looking around confused, He could see me and the knight chuckling at his misfortune. Getting up again, he tried to brush off the snow that stuck to him. Once he started to look around, I would have sworn his eyes almost popped out of his head. "Anderson, you said you were a vet before you came here. Correct?" I asked in a none chalant fashion. "Yeah, but death is still past my area of expertise." He replied looking at the dead corpse. "You really fucked up that manticore." "You don't say; now bring your expertise over here." He stepped over to where and knelt right next to me. He stared at the unicorn for a long time as if in disbelief. With a quick slap to the back of the head he snapped back into focus. "While you’re still focused, can you tell me if you can fix it up? I'll try to get a camp up and going, hopefully with the help of the knight here." "Sir, it’s a she." "What do you mean?" "It’s a she and her name is Twilight Sparkle." Taking another look at the unicorn. It reminded me of a friend I used to know back in the army. She used to carry these little pony figurines with her everywhere. Before she died from a sniper bullet through his lungs, she handed me them to me saying "Take these. If not for luck or anything special, keep them to remember me by.". Reaching into a pocket on the heavy jacket I wore over my armor. I pulled out the six figurines and found the one that matched the one lying right in front of me. "Twilight Sparkle you say, huh." I mumbled to myself. Placing the figurines safely back into my pocket. "Sir, if it’s alright for me to ask. Are you a Brony too?" Anderson sheepishly asked in a quiet voice. "What, I don't know what you’re talking about." I responded. Of all the things he could be asking, why that most random of all questions? "Well, I just guessed you were because of you having the mane 6 with you in your pocket." he quietly mumbled out. "No, those were from a friend of mine. Now they help me relax." thinking of my past experiences with that friend. "Hell, sometimes I think their right there next to me. Ready to charge into battle with me like the many times before..." After a few moments of silence, the private finally made the connection and started to focus on the job on hand. "Other than the cuts on her side. There are a couple of broken ribs with a possibility of internal bleeding. She might not make it." The private said with a hint of disappointment in his voice. "In one of the duffel bags that we brought, there is a large medic bag with supplies." I stated as a got up. "She is only unconscious at the moment. Keep her alive as long as possible. I'm going out to try to find some help." continuing as I walked over to the stairs. "Sir Henry, You’re in charge now while I'm gone. Set up the camp, the supplies for that are in the bag with the eagle printed on the side." "Yes, but you are not seriously thinking of going out in this storm, you can barely see anything." The knight motioned with his hand out to one of the windows. "Don't worry; I can easily navigate through this stuff. I was trained to do this since I can remember." I replied, about to disappear down the flight of stairs. "Wait, you might need this if you meet another manticore." Replied the knight as he threw a war hammer my way. "Thanks, this might come in handy out there." placing it on my back where my PPSH used to be. "Sir, there are drill bits in your back. Do you want me to take them out before you leave." questioned Anderson who saw my back was bloodied from the bouncing betty. "No, I've had worse than this. Focus on our friend over there first." I ordered as I disappeared down the stairs. I exited out into a large open ruin which appeared to be a lobby some time ago. Seeing that the storm was thickening, I pulled out a tripod and threw it out. Once it touch the ground. I could see a beam of light burst up into the sky above. Looking at my wrist I could see a map being made of the surrounding area on the screen of my TACPAD. About three miles from my location there was a town. Setting the destination on my TACPAD. A waypoint appeared in my vision pointing me straight into the woods. Before leaving I pressed an icon on my TACPAD, My once dark green jacket and armor turned into pure white. I sprinted into the white nothingness and disappeared from sight of the ruins. When the ruins disappeared, instincts kicked in. As I sprinted through the woods I marked key landmarks along the way. When the 2 mile marker was passed the trees started to thin out and open to a field. Bursting out of the woods I noticed that the snow had suddenly shifted to a light dusting. Puzzled, I stared up into the sky. Right at the tree line the blizzard was raging on, but right next to it the snow was lightly falling from up above. Shaking my head I continued my jog towards the town distance. Before entering the town I receive a hail from the Private. "Sir, I have patched up Twilight! When you can switch to video feed!" He said through the radio like a little school girl. "That’s good, but I know that is not why you sound like a little girl know, what happened." I inquired "Switch and you will know!" Excitement could be heard brimming over in the private's voice. Switching over to the video feed on my TACPAD I could see Sir Henry and the unicorn on the screen having what appeared as a conversation. Damn! She was already up after the encounter with the 'manticore' as the private mentioned before. She layed next to a fire with a blanket over her body and white bandages could be seen on the front part of her torso. From what he saw in the background, Sir Henry did his job and set up the command tent and had started a fire. I felt proud in my quick judgment of this knight. "Anderson, I am getting the video feed and I'm impressed. Can you get any Information on where I can begin searching for someone who is specialized with in her type of injuries?" ==================== Hearing a new voice in the room, Twilight temporarily stopped her conversation with Sir Henry and turned to where the voice was coming from. This voice sounded familiar, maybe it was the other voice she heard when she was unconscious. All that was there was the man called Thomas Anderson who helped her after the manticore attack. Puzzled, she started to get up to investigate until a searing pain ran across her side. Forcing her to lay back down. Seeing the pain she was going through, Anderson sprung forward to assist her. "You should try to move around. Even though I was able to patch you up, I wasn't able to stitch the cuts close." Anderson said in a calm voice. "Where is that voice coming from? Is there someone else here?" She inquired "Oh yeah, give me just a minute!" said Anderson as he scrambled to the bags in search of something. "If you’re looking for the display to enlarge your video feed. It would be in the bag that held the other camp supplies." said the mysterious voice." "Sir, the bag is empty. There is nothing else... Here it is; I got it!" Anderson chimed as he pulled out a long slender pole. "I would swear you would forget your own head if it wasn't attached." piped the mysterious voice. Twilight watched in confusion as Anderson struggled with the pole and required assistance from the mystery voice. From what she heard. The voice was of another male, and it seemed to sound like Anderson was below him. Like a relationship between a young colt and his father. Stern but filled with knowledge. After a while the slender pole snapped open and a white sheet rolled down and tightened. Once this was done, Anderson removed his helmet and attached a line to the back of the helmet. Immediately a picture came up of what appeared as a head with a red star in the middle of where the forehead should be and no real facial features could be made out with the exceptions of what appeared as two unusually shaped rubies that had no edges, and a round object at about where the chin should be that shot out puffs of white clouds every few seconds. "AAHHHHH, WHAT IS THAT!" Twilight shrieked as she did her best to shuffle back without causing serious pain. "Um, sir... your mask." Anderson mumbled towards the screen as he moved back towards Twilight to reassure her some bit. At that moment a hand appeared over the strange 'face' and a hissing noise could be heard. After a second the hand removed what she saw before and revealed a normal face similar to Anderson's and Sir Henry's face. By Normal, she meant it had the same general features. Unlike the other to faces, this one bore scar of some unknown incidents. One laid across his left side of his face and ran right over his eye. His eye's, they looked like none she had seen before. They were blue, but like the blue of frozen ice. So light that it could be mistaken for a light grey but the speckles of a brilliant blue corrected the first idea. Like Sir Henry, he had fur around his mouth, but just enough to make it look a shadow was being cast just around his mouth. "So it appears our new friend is awake. Good to see that your awake now." said the new voice from the picture. "Yes, thank you for protecting me from that manticore." Twilight Sparkle said as she blushed lightly. "I was an honor. A Cossack is always proud to help those in need." The voice replied with pride. The eyes in the picture moved slightly to address Anderson. "How well did you patch her up?" the voice continued in a steady tone that showed none of the emotions it just showed before. "I was able to clean the wounds and place bandages on them. She will make a better recovery if she could get stiches." Anderson responded. "Good, now..." the voice began again, addressing Twilight. “I am on the outskirts of a town by the edge of the forest. Are you familiar with it?" the voice questioned Twilight Sparkle. "Yes, are you already by Ponyville already? Sir Henry said you only left about twenty minutes ago." Twilight questioned. 'How in Equestria could he go through half of the Everfree Forest in that amount of time? It took me and my friends about two hours to reach the Castle.' Twilight thought to herself. Breaking her train of thought the picture switched from the face to a new picture. "Yes I did leave just a little while ago, and is this the town you call Ponyville?" the voice said. Taking a closer look at the picture. It was indeed Ponyville. Few ponies could be seen walking the streets in the light dusting of snow. Most of the ponies would probably be inside watching the snow falling down. Taking a closer look at the library she could make shapes out of multiple ponies jumping around. It looked like it was a... "It looks like someone’s is setting up for a party......Inside that tree? The voice finished her thought in a statement that also sounded like a question. "Maybe Pinkie Pie is planning some type of party at my house." Twilight sounding slightly annoyed. Last time there was a party at her house. She was cleaning it up for two days straight! "I'm guessing that I would be able to find some type of medical professional over ther... Wait, you live in a tree? Replied the voice in a skeptical reply. "Yes I do and yes there my friends should be there. They will all want to put a hoof in if I'm injured." Answered Twilight Sparkle. A click could be heard and the picture disappeared. Anderson got up to go retrieve his helmet and returned when he saw the confused look on her face. "What do you need?" Anderson asked in a gentle voice. "What just happened? Who was that? Where did he get that scar? What was that thing that I saw before" Twilight quickly asked as if she had to ask them all before some time limit would finish. "Okay, just slow down." Anderson replied. “That was our other friend. We talked to him from a screen connected to a signal feed that he set up. When I was helping you out, he was racing out to Ponyville to find someone... er... somepony that could fix you up better than I could. As for those other questions, you’re going to have to ask him in person when he comes back with help." Anderson continued. Twilight couldn't stand having to wait for answers. It just irritated her, but like a pony said once. 'Patience is a virtue.' Today would be the testing point for Twilight Sparkle on this virtue. ==================== I had made my way through town up to the tree. Surprisingly none of the few ponies that were walking around the town notice his approach. I had to avoid being run into by a few. Twilight Sparkles assumption was right, anyone who was close to the tree could hear the excited voices inside for the future festivities and silhouettes could be seen through the windows. Rushing from one place to another. Remembering Twilights reaction to my gas mask. I removed it and placed it in its pouch on my left forearm. I also decided to shut down my natural camouflage system built and perfected by the Russians. Approaching the door after doing those things I knocked on the door. All the voices on the inside turned hushed and all the lights flickered out. After a while the door opened and a yellow pegasus about the same size as Twilight poked her head out. Her mane was long and a light pink. She stood there in shock as she looked up at me. I knelt down to her level to try to comfort her. She just continued to stare at me. The fear in her eyes could be easily seen. "Fluttershy, who's here? ur lett'n in a cold draft." a someone else said from behind the yellow pegasus called Fluttershy. It sounded like someone who came from down south in the United States. "It's alright; I'm not here to harm you." I said in the best calm and pleasant voice I could muster up. "MONSTER!" The yellow pegasus shouted out and darted inside, leaving the door wide open. A light flashed on in the house to show the rest of the occupants. From the open door I could see four other ponies and what appeared as a dragon in the tree. Before I could get any more details from the scene, a cyan pegasus with a mane that looked like the rainbow bolted forward towards me. Getting back up I was launched backwards out into the snow filled streets. The drill bits still embedded in my back dug in even more with the extra lying on my chest. I could feel a warm heat on my back as blood began to seep out of my back. A groan slipped from my mouth as I could feel my broken ribs moving with the new pressure on my chest. "I HOPE THAT HURT. NO PONY HURTS MY FRIENDS!" Shouted the pegasus on my chest shouted with her face just mire centimeters away from mine. I heard the others approaching and saw four more faces appear when the cyan pegasus pulled back her head. "What is that and what horrible attire is it wearing?" A white Unicorn with a purple mane in light curls questioned. "Whatever it is, it scar'd Fluttershy here so badly." An orange pony wearing a cowboy hat stated. "I wonder if it likes cupcakes?" Asked a pink pony who had a mane of darker pink in bouncy curls. "Pinkie!" The three ponies shouted out in unison turning their attentions to the pink pony. "What’s that underneath it? Questioned the dragon who appeared very young. All the faces turned back in my general direction to see the white snow I laid on slowly turn a dark red. "It's bleed‘in! How hard did you hit that thing Rainbow?" The Orange pony exclaimed. "I didn't hit it that hard! At least I don't think I did." The cyan pegasus replied. "Get off my chest." I barely mumbled out. The yellow pegasus came back into view and was startled by the image of blood underneath me. She disappeared off again and the rest of the group started arguing what to do about me. The Cyan pegasus had the idea that I was trying to do something bad. The orange pony thought that I might be something good and just didn't mean to startle Fluttershy. The white unicorn criticized what I wore. While the dragon was taking a closer look at me. "Get off my chest." I muttered out louder as before. "I think he's trying to talk." Stated the dragon as he stared into my face. "I'm watching you. If you try anything, you’re gonna get it." Threaten the cyan pegasus as she leaned up close to my face. Making the broken ribs just tear up my insides even more. Struggling to get fresh air into my lungs from the broken ribs scratching the front of my lungs and the drill bits touching the back of my lungs. I grabbed the pegasus and tossed her off to the side. Once the weight lifted off my chest. I lunged up into a sitting position and took a deep breath of air as the broken ribs moved away from my lungs. I started to get up onto my knees when the Cyan pegasus got back into my face. "What did you do that for?!" She shouted into my face. "After fighting a manticore, one does not simply walk away without broken ribs." I replied in a voice with no emotions "So what does that have to do with throwing me? Huh, answer me!" She exclaimed in frustration. "I couldn't breathe with you lying on top of me because I have broken ribs and I didn't want to kill myself trying to breath." I again replied with a bit of irritation in my voice. "Whoa there! Simmer down you two. We don't want a fight breaking out." The orange pony said as she tried to separate the cyan pegasus and me. "Now what did you need before?" she continued as she looked towards me. "I came here to try to find the friends of Twilight Sparkle. She is injured and she said that her friends would be able to help." I answered to the orange pony. "Now if you’re her friends I need you to follow me. She is back in a ruin in that forest over there." I continued as I pointed back the way I came. "What if you try to kill us out there!" The cyan pegasus pony questioned as she pushed the orange pony out of the way to make eye contact with me again. "If I was trying to kill you, we wouldn't even be talking. Now if you’re done interrogating me, I think we need to get going now." I replied as got up to my full height. "Fine, but don't try to pull anything." The cyan pegasus submitted. "Why would I try anything if I promised on my Cossack's Honor to retrieve you ponies?" I stated as I turned to head off. "Um... excuse me... can I help you, if it’s alright..." A voice from behind me asked lightly. I turned around to see the yellow pegasus from before with medical bags on her back, like saddle bags. "No, but thank you for asking. Save those supplies for your friend. I believe she will need them more than I do." I said in a voice that I made as gentle and as calm as possible. "Twilight's hurt! Where is she?" She said in an assertive voice. "Follow me and I'll show you." I responded. As we made our way up to the forest, the storm in the woods had subsided majorly and one could easily see a good distance. Wanting to make sure where we were heading. I attached my gas mask back onto my helmet. I could see the infrared light from the machine I set up before and all of the checkpoints that I placed down before. I turned on the channel from before and sent out a message. "I have found the girls and heading back. I'll report back in when something else happens." I said into the receiver in my helmet. "Oh yeah, get that corpse out of there. I doubt that will help them trust us." Once we past a majority of the checkpoints. We came up to a canyon with a rope bridge, the very last checkpoint. I waved everyone across as I heard new noises from behind us. These new noises had been following us since we crossed the frozen river. All the ponies mad it across except for the yellow pegasus. Who looked to have heard the noises too and stood there in shock. Not wanting to wait and see when she would come out of her stat. I grabbed her up into my arms and sprinted across the bridge. Crossing the bridge I heard the noises from behind us grow louder. Turning around, I saw what looked like a pack of huge wolfs mad out of wood. Needing no more instructions the rest of the ponies followed behind me. Once we got inside the ruins, I set the pony I was carrying down. "Okay now head up those stairs over there. Your friend will be up there along with my companions. Now get going, were about to get some company." I yelled. Everyone went up the stairs except the orange pony "No can do. If you’re going to hold of those Timberwolves. Then I'm gonna help you out." The Orange pony stated as she stood there by the stairs. "I thank you for your honesty and your will to help but your friend needs you up there more than I do. Also if I fail and die down here, you can be prepared for what I didn't take down with me, now get up those stairs!" I shouted out through my mask. My point was punctuated by the howling of the wolfs behind me. She seemed to be struggling with the decision. With the second howl, she wished me luck and headed up the stairs. Turning around I could see the silhouettes of the timber wolfs appear out of the storm. As if god saw this, the storm began to increase back to its furiousity that I experienced before. This was good for me because I grew up and trained in weather like this. Giving me some chance against this pack in my wounded state. I pulled out the war hammer that Sir Henry gave me before. As the timberwolves came closer I inspected the war hammer closer now. It had a 6 inch rectangle on top with a spike jutting out on the very top. On the face of the hammer a series of spikes jutted out like something you would see on a meat tenderizer. On the other end was a spike that curved down. Looking up I could see the Timberwolves were closing in on me. There were five in the group; I spotted the Alpha right in front of me. We stared each other down for some time. I was surprised when I didn't have to stare down at these creatures. They fanned out around me and tried to surround me. A small one in the group tried to take a bit at my left leg. Only to meet the full force of the War hammer, which snapped his wooden head off. 'One down, four to go' I thought in my head. Another one went for my back as he saw what happened to his comrade. I swung around to just grab the back of his head with the curved spike. Feeling that the spike was dug in deep, I went up and placed my right foot on its back and ripped the War hammer out along with most of his head. 'Two down, three more to go' I thought. If it kept going this easily, I might actually be able to walk away from this fight. Hearing a howl behind me, I turned to see another Timberwolf jumping at me. Being too close to evade or take another swing I went down to a knee and jabbed the spike on top of the war hammer into the beast's chest. Using its momentum from the lunge the creature was lifted over my body and I finished the job by thrusting the hammer even deeper into its chest. 'Only two more to go.' Turning around I was tackled to the ground by a timberwolf. I grabbed into one of my outer pockets and grabbed a packet of C4. Grabbing hold of this I rammed my fist into the creature's chest and kicked it back with my legs. It stumbled backwards from the unexpected resistance as I stood back up. I pushed the released the detonation charge and saw the creature blow up into a thousand pieces. If only I had thought about the shrapnel from the resulting explosion before. Thousands of pieces flew towards me and tore up anything that wasn't harder than itself which happened anything not my jacket. Struggling to get back up I forced myself to my knees. Seeing one last Timberwolf standing there as if he was gloating over how victory would be his. Grabbing my Kukri knife off my shoulder I attempted to stand up. The female voice in my head set was stating off how multiple armor failures have been detected, how one of my lungs was punctured, and how my right leg was fractured. Basically this would be my last battle if I made any mistakes. I thought of the all the other Cossacks that I knew who were pitted against similar odds. Knowing the end might be near I started to mutter the poem that was the main idea of the entire Cossack ideals. "Once more into the fray I go. Into the last good battle I'll ever know. Live and die on this day. Live and die on this day." Staring back at the Timberwolf I felt no fear. I taunted the Alpha male into combat. "COME ON YOU BIG PANSY, I'M NOT AFRAID OF YOU. ONCE I'M DONE WITH YOU THEIR GOING TO HAVE TO GLUE YOU BACK TOGETHER IN HELL!" The Timberwolf took up the challenge and charged right towards me. I dodge out of the way of the first charge and stabbed my blade into his side. Howling in pain, the Alpha turned around and made a lunge to bite my crippled leg. Stumbling back I avoided the attack and landed a blow with my knife across his head. Outraged, the Alpha threw its entire body at me. I felt the everything in my body, all the broken ribs, my fractured leg, and all of those damned screws in my back. As I released out a cry of pain I felt my entire body being filled with adrenaline. My pain disappeared and new energy flowed into my body. I got a new grip on my knife and started stabbing the Alpha as many times as possible. "Why...Won't...You ...Just...FUCKING...DIE!?" I cried out in my rush of adrenaline. From out of nowhere, a large ax blade came down and embedded itself into the alpha wolf. Quickly following the ax a sword came down and looped of the head and just stopping short of my chest which was ripped and bloodied to hell. Staring up I saw Sir Henry standing over the dead corpse. After grabbing his weapons including his war hammer, He lifted me up by grabbing my shoulders. I felt another pair of hands move the corpse off my body and grab my legs. The world slowly turned dark. We entered the stairs and headed up for what seemed like an eternity. The world slowly blurred and I could just make out general things. The hands that held me up placed me down on my side. I saw the brightly colored legs come over stand by me. Voice danced around my ears but I couldn't place a finger on any of the names. Before I blacked out there was a voice I heard that seemed directed towards me. "Please don't die! I have so many questions that I want to ask!" The female voice said as I felt something touch my shoulder. "Sir! You have to try to stick with us! Don't leave us!" Anderson shouted into my helmet. Removing the visor from my face. I pulled Anderson in close. “My name is Sergi Zolnerowich and I WILL NOT DIE! Then the world went black.