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// Case 9: Hell Week 
// Story: SPD Emergency 
// by cyberlord4444 
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	"So, how did you get that good with a sword?"

Rarity and Rainbow Dash were having tea in on of the Delta Base's cafes. As SPD neared it's "official" reopening various shops had been erected around, and for a lucky few in, the base to cater to the various SPD personel, civilians, and contracters coming and going. Rarity was called in to assist with some minor redesigns to the uniforms while Rainbow had become, to the shock of the rest of the Mane 6, except Pinkie, do not question it, a member of SPD's B-Squad. Since they met up while Rainbow was on a break, they decided to discuss Rarity's recent performance during the selection duel.

"Well dear," Rarity replied, "during my time in Canterlot, Fancy Pants recommended that I take up fencing as a way to stay in shape. Well since his suggestion sounded so good that I just had to act on it. Well, I looked around for a place but they were all either borderline scams or a bit, eh... outside my price range. Well, just as I was about to give up and go to one of those charlatans when I finally found this lovely little place. Not long later and, well I think my results speak for themselves."

Rainbow laughed, "yeah, that they can. Well Rares, I'd love to talk some more but Cruger called a meeting for the entire B-Squad and I have to get going, see ya later."

As Rainbow left, Rarity couldn't help but wonder what would be so important that the head of SPD needed to take care of it personally.



"Alright my little ponies," Cruger addressed the gathered B-Squad, "you may be wondering why I brought you here. Well I have good news for you, 5 of you are going to be promoted to A-Squad."

Rainbow grinned inwardly, she had heard rumors about something like this, but she didn't think that she would qualify for it. She was amazed that she got to B-Squad, could things get any more awesome?

"And now for the bad news," Cruger continued. "Normally A-Squad members are chosen from those with extensive field experience, but since we're going to enter active duty in two weeks, we don't have the time. So, allow me to introduce Edge Case," he gestured to a scarred Thestral standing to the side, "head trainer, he will be in charge of putting you through a series of physical and mental tests to help me pick my team." He turned to Edge Case, "try to return them to me intact please."

Rainbow gulped as Edge Case addressed them, "welcome, to Hell Week."



Monday
"Why are we running while carrying giant weights?"

"Are you questioning me Hammer Fist!? 10 more kilos and 5 more laps!"

"I should have kept my mouth shut."



Tuesday
"Listen up ladies, you are going to go down into that pool then find the handle with your name on it. As long as you are holding onto that handle your time will count down, starting from five minutes. Until your time runs out, you are not exiting that pool. Any questions?"

"Ma-am, what is that guy dumping in the pool?"

"Why miss Pearl Spark, that's a whole lot, of ice."

"Fuck."



Wednsday
"Time for some target practice. In a moment, large wooden balls will be launched at you from all directions. Your objective is to hit one hundred of them using either ranged or melee weaponry. Oh, and one more thing, if they hit you," a ball hit Bright Shine in the back of the head, "they hurt, and ten balls will be subtracted from your score."



Thursday
"Time for something simple, sparring."

"Good," Night Stalker commented.

"While standing on small platforms balanced on very tall poles."

"Not as good," Night Stalker remarked.



Friday
Rainbow looked in front of her. Here she was, confronted by her worst enemy, one that took on many forms, and many names. 


History of SPD
1 hour to complete


She could feel her brain melting out of her ears.



Saturday
"Now for your final challenge, a nice invigorating hike."

"A hike,"  Thunder Rift commented, "that doesn't sound so bad."

"Through the Everfree Forest."

"Now it does."



Sunday
Cruger looked at the files on his desk. He had read through them, evaluating them on a scoring system that was brutal, yet fair. As he gave the files a final look, a thought entered his mind, 'these 5.'