The Hunt Begins
Cheerilee led both Sunset and the CMC through the corridors that ran from the back of the gym toward the cafeteria. Gunfire and shouting could be heard echoing throughout the corridors as ADVENT troops continued their bloody rampage, the sounds of rounds hitting true mixed in with the screams of the dead or dying.
“Who the hell are these soldiers?” Sunset asked. “What do they want with us?”
“They are soldiers of the ADVENT administration,” Cheerilee explained, as she checked the corridor ahead for targets. “Essentially, they are deployed whenever they want someone or something getting rid of.”
“But isn’t shooting civilians against the Geneva Convention?” Sweetie Belle asked.
“Since when did ADVENT care about the Geneva Convention?” Cheerilee replied. “The Elders will stop at nothing to keep the planet under their control, using force if necessary.”
“Elders?” Scootaloo enquired, looking confused.
Cheerilee sighed. “Our world is not our own. We were spared the worst of it here, but 20 years ago aliens invaded and took control. Humanity capitulated, and most of our species is now under the rule of ADVENT, living in fear and misery.”
She paused. “But there are those among us who refuse to believe their lies. There is one organisation that fights for our liberation, the last remnants of the defenders of Earth 20 years ago...XCOM.”
“How do you know this?” Apple Bloom asked. “And why are ya tellin’ us?”
“Because it may just save your life,” Cheerilee replied. “I’m an undercover operative for XCOM, and was deployed here to ensure the aliens didn’t expand here. As a result, this part of the planet was relatively untouched by the carnage the rest of the world suffered. But now, thanks to you three, the aliens know we are here, and are performing cleanup.”
Sunset Shimmer wheeled on those three girls. “All this carnage and destruction,” she snarled. “All because you didn’t get invited to a bucking slumber party.”
“How were we to know that some government we had never heard of was going to deploy soldiers and try to kill ua because of our actions?” Scootaloo retorted. “It didn’t cross our minds!”
“Nothing ever does,” Sunset answered. “Those deaths are on you three.”
“We didn’t fire the shots!” Sweetie Belle fired back.
“But you provided the primer for those shots,” Sunset retorted.
Cheerilee spoke up. “Save it for when we’re not in danger of dying! Right now, we should focus on clearing out the aliens and getting a distress call to XCOM. For that, I’ll need my Commnication gear, which is in my classroom.”
The five of them set off once more, rounding a bend in the corridor, when Cheerilee waved to them. “Get down!” she hissed.
The girls dropped to the floor, quiet as a mouse. Cheerilee looked around the bend once more, and looked at what was approaching.
It was a tall, humanoid robot, carrying a weapon that no human could hope to carry due to its size. It lumbered forward, with a speed and grace that defied a machine of its size, its white frame pristine as its head scanned around for targets.
Cheerilee inwardly cursed. MECs, she thought. Why does it have to be MECs?
The MEC approached closer, when suddenly a door burst open and two students, Derpy Hooves and Micro Chips, ran out into the corridor. The MEC shouted some unintelligible words at them, which they ignored and kept on running.
It was a grave mistake. The MEC opened fire, shredding the two students into complete paste. Blood, guts, and mangled body parts flew through the air and impacted the opposite walls, the two students reduced to an unidentifiable mess of flesh and bone.
The MEC spoke again, and moved onward, turning right and marching toward the sound of more gunfire.
Cheerilee indicated to the others, and they moved on.
Sweetie Belle looked visibly distressed. “That...that thing killed them!” she exclaimed, her skin paler than it usually was.
“Well spotted,” Sunset replied. “I take it you are a detective?”
Scootaloo, on the other hand, was pale as well. She went over to a trash can, and vomited. When she had finished, she looked back at the others. “I’m never gonna be able to get that out of my head,” she whimpered.
Apple Bloom looked equally distraught. “Good lord, what have we done?” she asked.
Sunset smirked cruelly. “As I said, those deaths are on you.”
Cheerilee turned around herself. “Sunset, if you don’t drop the attitude, I’ll shoot you myself. There was no way these three could have known this was going to happen.”
Sunset shrugged. “Whatever. Thought you’d like to know there’s an alien over there.”
Cheerilee whirled around, to see a tall humanoid creature with no armour and a green device attached to the arm.
“Sectoid!” she shouted. “Get back!”
The alien closed on them with incredible speed and agility, climbing over lockers and other rubble, as it closed in on its target. It shrieked, and fired a shot from its device, which now turned out to be a gun of some sort, but thankfully the shot missed and crashed into a wall, burning a hole in it.
Cheerilee braced her shotgun, and fired at point-blank range...
…missing.
“Shit!” she cried, pumping the shotgun and firing again. The Sectoid’s skull exploded in a cloud of gore, the body flying backwards at least 10 feet and crashing into another set of lockers.
She waved to the others. “Let’s go!” she called, waving to another set of lockers.
They arrived in Cheerilee’s classroom to find it deserted. The room had not been swept by ADVENT troops, and seemed to be in relatively good order given the bedlam going on all around. Cheerilee locked the door, and booted up the PC, linking it to a device next to her.
The display changed to show a logo with an X burned into the centre, with the words VIGILO CONFIDO below.
“What does that mean?” Sweetie Belle asked.
“Don’t ask,” Cheerilee replied. She then hit another button, and the image dissolved, to show the face of a man in his mid-50s with black hair that was slowly turning grey, as well as a distinctly unshaven look.
“Field Operative Cheerilee,” he said, with an abrasive tone. "Glad to hear from you again.”
“No time for that Central,” Cheerilee replied. “ADVENT have attacked Canterlot High and are slaughtering everyone in sight. We could do with reinforcement.”
“I’m informing the commander now,” ‘Central’ replied. “In the meantime, use the weapons in the ammo cache and hold them off as best you can.”
“Understood,” Cheerilee replied. “Signing off.”
The screen reverted to the previous display, as Cheerilee got up and disconnected the device.
“What did he mean about weapons?” Sunset asked.
Cheerilee went over and opened up a box filled with several different firearms. There was another box, which had a blade in it, and another with a small robot. Next to that, was a grenade launcher, or rather a box containing one.
She lifted out the assault rifle, and switched on the drone. “Sunset, you take the shotgun and the sword,” she commanded. “This gives you unparalleled short-range firepower, but be wary at longer ranges. That sword will also make a mess of anything that gets too close to you, so don’t hesitate to use it.”
She then indicated to Apple Bloom. “Take the Gatling Cannon and Grenade Launcher.” Apple Bloom picked the Gatling Cannon up and attached the Grenade Launcher to her back. “These weapons allow you to lay down heavy firepower from extreme range, but be wary, as those grenades cannot distinguish between friend or foe. Be careful of collateral damage.”
Sweetie Belle was up next. “Take the sniper rifle and revolver. These give you the power to support your peers at both long and short range, as the sniper rifle has incredible range, and at the same time the revolver has superb short-range stopping power.”
Finally, she pointed to Scootaloo. “You will have the second assault rifle,” Cheerilee continued. “This will allow for effective combat at all ranges, but it is not as effective as the more specialised weapons.”
Diamond Tiara poked her head out of a classroom to see if the corridor was clear. It was the fault of those losers, the Canterlot Movie Club, her archnemeses and now it seemed arch fools. She waved to Silver Spoon.
“C’mon, let’s go!” she said, as she stepped out into the corridor. This proved to be a mistake.
Just then, two of the soldiers appeared, followed by one in red armour. He loudly barked at the two girls.
“We-we’re not the ones you’re looking for!” Diamond cried.
“Yeah!” Silver Spoon added. “You want these three!” She showed the officer her phone, which had a picture of the CMC on it.
The officer nodded, and just then Diamond saw something out of the corner of her eye. “That’s them there!” she shouted, as she saw them, Cheerilee, and Sunset navigating a corridor.
The officer shouted again, and took one of the soldiers with him.
Diamond internally smirked. At last! Her mortal foes would be out of the way, and she could rule this school year with no op-
Diamond’s internal monologue ended quite suddenly. Although she saw the flash, she never heard the percussive crack of the rifle that ended both her and Silver’s lives.
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Makes no sense but I'm here 4 gore and violence. Any news on the Rainbooms?
9455772
Wait and see, good sir.
Well.....This wen't from 1 to 10,000 quite quick. I am intrigued.
9455772
I'm guessing Canterlot was hidden from Advent somehow, but Anon a Miss somehow attracted the attention of the elders, who saw a unclaimed area. So using Anon A Miss as a taunting thing to show they know where they are at.
What madness is this, and why is it so good?
The actual hell is this?
In a word......
No.
Shame about Derpy, though
As to this:
All I can say is.......
Excellent!
9455775 I'll be waiting with bated breath, dear sir.
Can't wait to see what happens next!
And honestly?
I'm betting that Granny's gonna be a total badass in this.
In fact, I wouldn't be all that surprised if she turned out to be a retired X-Com operative herself!
Just speculation on my part, mind.
9455883 It's an X-Com crossover fic, and that's just the way these roll.
9455903 See my previous answer.
9455926
Not what i meant but what ever.
9456166 Okay.
9455859
You won't be disappointed.
9455868
More or less.
9455883
I'm glad you think it is good.
9455926
Thanks for this.
9455903
A crossover with XCOM.
9456199
yeah i know thats not what i meant.
9456201
Then what did you mean?
9456205
I'm confused what the heck is going on and why aliens would slaughter students for cyber bullying. it just seems utterly ridiculous.
9456221
As the Speaker himself states in the speech in chapter 1:
Anon-a-Miss is perceived by ADVENT to be a Resistance operation. Hence they want to stamp it out.
9456198 You're very welcome.
9456326
I appreciate it.
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9457328
New chapter up soon.
9457495 Good.
Looking forward to it.
Well, this is just peachy. Apple Bloom, Sweetie Belle & Scootaloo get jealous from a slumber party, and now; from what you've confirmed, 60% to 70% of the students; along with the principals, are now dead and raising. I really, really hope they're proud of themselves now. (sigh) I just hope that at least Sunset, the CMC and the Rainbooms get out alive.