Winged Hussars in A-mare-ica

by Chemtest

Rescue

The Winged Hussars gallop down the streets, avoiding every pony that might get in their way.

Guards pour onto the main street, firing off everything they can at the Winged Hussars.

Their bullets all either miss, or bounce off the glorious armor of the Winged Hussars.

Twilight feels a bullet pass right through her hair, and instantly ducks down. She tightens her hold on the Commander, and shivers.

She looks up to her horn, and tries to force magic through it. She growls as the magic inhibitor cuts the magic off.

She takes the risk, and looks forward. She can barely see a wall of guards ahead, before she has to hide behind the Commander again.

At least fifty guards fill the street ahead. Twenty five lay down, twenty five stand up, creating a firing line. They stand so that there is no other direction to go other than towards them, as guards fill the alleys beside them.

Twilight looks to her side, only to see one of the Hussars get hit in the face. They fall off their horse, armor falling off, revealing a strange black creature inside. Twilight’s eyes widen, and she looks to see what the Commander will do.

The Hussars all charge forward, even as their comrade hits the ground. The dead Hussar’s horse still charges along with the group anyway, and none of them so much as blink at his death.

The Commander rides moves to the front of the group, and draws his sword. He points it forward, shouting.

The guards let out salvo after salvo, filling the street with bullets. They look the Hussar’s in the eye as they continue their charge.

A few of the guards begin to panic, and try to crawl out of the way, yet the wall still holds itself.

The Hussars tap their horse on the side in unison, sending a command.

The Winged Hussar’s fly over the guards with a single jump. They barely clear the guards, but land on the other side and continue nonetheless.

The guards all turn around to continue opening fire, but the Winged Hussars run away too quickly, and they can not get off a few shots.

The gate comes up in the distance, and the Commander can instantly spot a guard flipping a lever.

A bunch of chains on a pulley begin to let loose, dropping the gate.

Yet the Commander quickly raises his arm. He moves it forward, and lets his blade fly true.

It sticks right between the chains, stopping the gate from it’s descent. The guard manning it falls back in surprise, and can only watch with horror as the Winged Hussars rush past him.

The Commander moves to the back of the group, ripping his sword from the pulley as he rides through the gates.

Guards rush after them, yet find the gate slamming in their faces. They take pot shots at the retreating horsemen, yet none of their shots hit.

———

The Commander holds up a hand, calling the other Hussars to a stop. They all dismount from their horses, allowing them to graze in the field.

The Commander offers a hand to Twilight, who is feeling quite tired after the thirty minute ride to the base of Canterhorn mountain.

She takes it, and drops down to the ground. She stumbles a bit, but finds her footing.

She looks up, finally able to truly study the Commander’s armor.

His heavy armor is silver, polished, and glows in the sunlight. He wears a helmet that completly obscures his face, with two wings emerging from the side.

Twilight takes a seat on a nearby rock, and smiles at the Commander, “Thank you, really. I am Twilight Sparkle.” She sighs as she looks at him again, “Sorry, you just look a lot like another being.”

The Commander sits in front of her. He reaches up, and removes his helmet.

A tan face stares at her. With very light brown hair cascading down each side of his head. His blue eyes look at her, hardened with experience, yet still light. The most striking thing about him, though, are two scars. One directly across his forehead, and another stretching from his chin all the way down his neck and into his armor.

The Commander smiles, with shining white teeth, “Pleasure to meet you, Twilight Sparkle.” He places his helmet on the ground, “I am Commander Izzak, Commander of the Winged Hussars. Tell me, what happened here?”

Twilight looks down, “There was this creature, Childish Gambino. He slaughtered many, and placed the blame on me. He’s the reason we’re called America.”

Commander Izzak leans back, “Ameryka?”

Twilight looks over at him, “What, you know something?”

Izzak nods, “I’ve had dealings with Americans many times. I’ve bought some beaver hide, and have heard about Revolution against Brytania. Could you tell me more?”

Twilight thinks for a second, and feels the ring around her horn, “There’s something I have to do first, then I can tell you. I can’t think clearly with this ring on my horn!”

Commander Izzak picks up his sword, “I could remove it for you.”

Twilight shakes her head, “No, no, you can’t damage it! If it is destroyed, it takes off the horn with it!” Twilight calms down, and looks south. She can barely see smoke rising from the tops of towers. She looks back to Izzak, “Don't worry, I planned for this. All we need to do is break into my Library.”

Comments

[Perpetually Confused]

9809409
I was referring to Childish Gambino.

[Chemtest]

9810331
Yeah, and in this universe, he actually did do something. Causing the guns, almost death of Twilight, and death of Applejack.

[miraak]

*Winged Hussars intensifies*