• Published 25th May 2013
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Bloody Show Ponies! - GentlemannlySniper



When Twilight and Fluttershy move to another world to learn more about a race that even Celestia knows nothing about, they get into a very unusually strange, friendship-less world...

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Chapter 5: Playing Defense

Twilight gulped, as she hid herself behind the corner, with a concerned Fluttershy right behind her.

"W-What is it Twilight?" She couldn't help but ask, as she slowly made her way around her friend to get a look around the corner, then hid behind the wall again. "T-Twilight! I-i-i-it's those B-B-Blue p-p-ponies t-that the b-brown pony was talking about!" Fluttershy said softly, fearing for the worst.

"I know that Fluttershy, but I don't know why they would be here other than to..." Twilight stopped for a brief moment, then gasped. "They're here to take control of everything here! Fluttershy, we have to do something and stop them!" She said, fear striking every cord in her vocals.

"B-But how?" Fluttershy shivered at the thought of having to hurt something, even for protection.

"Just do as I say Fluttershy! There, see if you can get into that metal pipe and find a way into that room!" Twilight commanded. Fluttershy gave a shaky nod, before looking for a way into the vents. Twilight kept looking around the corner, waiting to see if they would notice anything before her plan was made.

She began counting the number of blue figures in the room, until she finished at about six of them.

She was dangerously outnumbered and out skilled. There was no way this was going to work!

Suddenly, Twilight felt a gloved hand on her shoulder, and she reacted with a frantic buck from her hindlegs, trying to kick away her attacker, only to miss. By pure instinct, she readied herself for a scream, before a second hand silenced her.

"Sush! Do not worry, Itz only me..." Said a familiar french accent. Twilight quickly calmed down, and looked to the sleeve of the suit the man was wearing. It was definitely red, she could definitely relax.

After the hands were removed from Twilight's body, the Spy leaned up against the wall, and peeked over. "Merde...zere is six of zem... You, Twilight, was it?" He said, as he lit up a cigarette and placed it in his mouth.

Twilight gave a small nod. "Y-Yes?" She said, still shaken from the recent turn of events that had taken place.

"I have a plan..." He said, turning his head around the corner.

"You do?!" Twilight said, surprised he came up with one so quick.

"Yes...Run out zer..."

"Alri- wait what?!" Twilight exclaimed in disbelief, before covering her mouth with her hooves, afraid the Blu would hear her.

"You heard me! Go out zer and distract zem for as long as you can!" The Spy said, now more urgently than before.

"You have to be joking, right?" Twilight said, still in disbelief.

"Would you rather zat ve lose everything ve have fought for? Think of zis as a heroic act! You have zose where you come from, oui?" The Spy said in a calming voice.

"W-Well we do but-"

"Then get out zer!"

Twilight was pushed out into the open. The Blus had barely noticed her.

"Go on zen! I have your back!" The Spy encouraged Twilight on. She gulped, and then ran forward, eyes closed and hoping for the best, as she shielded herself with magic.

"YO INCOMING!" Said a Boston accented voice that sounded way too similar to the Scout's voice.

Twilight heard the sounds of very loud popping, forcing her eyes open as she saw that she was heading straight into a wall. She made a sharp turn, evading a rocket that was shot in her direction.

"Vat is zat thing?!" Said an all too familiar German voice, paired up with the revving of another kind of gun, and the yelling of the familiar Russian powerhouse.

Suddenly, Twilight tripped on her hooves, barreling into a wall, as her shield broke within making contact with the cold hard floor. All firing of any weapon ceased, and the Blus began closing in on Twilight, without her noticing as she was still dazed.

When she looked up though, she was completely surrounded by angered men in blue, who were asking all kinds of questions and throwing all different kinds of death threats her way, she looked up again, and saw a very familiar yellow color through the grates of the vent.

So she gulped, and screamed out. "Fluttershy, do it NOW!"

Fluttershy gulped, as she kicked down the grate to the vent, knocking it down onto the unlucky head of the Blu Heavy Weapons Guy, who fell over unconscious. Twilight quickly took this opportunity and fired magic bolts at everyone that surrounded her, sending them flying into the wall, except one who managed to dodge the attack just in time.

It was the Scout, but he was in blue! The Reds weren't kidding when they said they looked just like each other! But there was no time to elaborate on how this was possible, as she felt the cold, metal shaft of the steel baseball bat hit her in the side of the face, sending her spiraling towards the wall.

Again, Twilight was dazed, and when she looked up, she saw what looked like her final moments pass by, as the Scout walked over to Twilight, readying his baseball bat for a finishing swing.

Twilight closed her eyes, and covered her face, but the finishing game swing never came.

Twilight opened her eyes, to see the Scout, eyes wide and mouth open, as he let out silent screams, before dropping his baseball bat, and falling over, backwards, with a Red Spy adjusting his tie, with a frightened Fluttershy hiding behind his legs.

"Did you forget about me?" He said, with a comical grin. Twilight blinked, and then looked to the Blu Scout's lifeless body on the floor.

"D-...Did you use a sleeping spell of some sort?" She couldn't help but ask.

"Erhm....Yes, Vhy not?" He said, as his smile flickered between slightly guilty and regularly comical.

"Wow Twilight, I didn't know you had it in you!" Fluttershy complimented, with a gleeful little smile.

"Actually, I didn't..." She said, glaring at the Spy.

"Hey, you survived! I vouldn't complain!" He responded, with a shrug.

Suddenly, the beep of the intercom in the building rang throughout the halls.
"We have taken the enemy intelligence...Congratulations..." Said the old voice, not exactly with a congratulatory tone.

The Spy quickly looked to a desk in the room, and barely noticed that Scout had come, carrying a blue briefcase. "Yo, whats up?" He said comically, carrying a smile with it.

The Spy let out a smile, then took out his cigarette and flicked it away. "Vell then, this calls for celebration!"

"You mean like a p-" Twilight was going to finish her sentence, before being rudely intervened by the Spy holding his hand out, and simply saying...

"Slap my hand!"

Author's Note:

EXACTLY THAT

Don't forget to criticize me! I'm not some kind of leetle baby man. Heavy weapons guy can take words!