I am called many names. The guardian and destoyer of worlds, the headless horseman of Death. But I don't mind that much.
I had saved humanity from destruction in just a few years. Took control of the worlds nuclear aresenl and stop the aggressors who wanted to use them for harm stop.
That led to the Third World War, which I help crush the enemy Roque states and finally, in years, humanity and peace were united for the first time.
I am leading Humanity to a great age in space exploration. I had recently discovered a new way to travel across the universe.
Worm holes.
They can help us expand farther into the gaxlay. There's the chance for life, but nothing that could get as close as to us.
Right?
My name is Scootaloo.
I don't have any parents. I have to live at the nearby orphanage. It sucks and the other foals there are Jenks and bullies because of my poor flight skills.
At least I have my Scooter and my two best friends, Sweetie Belle and Apple Bloom and my idol, Rainbow Dash.
At least until I discovered a robot landing near ponyville that is from another world.
The headless horseman of Death. The destoryer. A lot of curse names by the Russians, Chinese and a lot of others.
Well, the final peace was sign today in Switzerland, finally ending the 3rd and final, world War.
I had played a major part in the war, helping save the Taiwanese, the Ukrainians and many more. They like, worship me for saving them all.
I can't blame them. I went against tens of soldiers and even tanks. Thanks to my amazing battle suit, I'm more stronger, faster and more endure than anyone else.
It can even fly. This helped me so much on my journeys, though I had to keep upgrading it because the Russians decided to try using RPG rounds, which they hurt a lot.
I should tell you what's going on recently.
Since the war has finally ended. For once, Humanity is at peace with each other and it can now do better dream projects.
Like going to space and spreading across the stars.
I'm personally leading the American side of the project, though I work by myself and not with NASA. I don't need help.
I got my machines.
Yep. I created artifical intelligence.
I only happened during the time I spend during the Ukrainian war. I created Delta, my personal assistant, using some of my brain patterns to create her.
I know a lot of people fear artificial intelligence, but here's the way I put it. If you treat them nice just like human beings, they might not try to kill you.
That what I did. I told Delta the true of what she was. Surprising for me and for the world's sake, she didn't try to kill us all. She was pretty chill.
Getting off topic am I?
Back on track.
Yeah. The other day I was in my basement of my house, working on a prototype rocket plane when my monitor on my computer started to go off. It must have pick up something.
It was monitoring a sector near Earth that'd had weird properties and I was curious so I was checking it.
Lets just say what I found shock me to the core.
It actually turned out that a worm hole was existing near our planet, right under are noses this whole time.
I had remember watching a video that we might be able to use worm holes and warp drives to travel across the universe, so I really wanted to test this therory out.
But I had to built another rocket satelite first, so off to work.
End of log.
Nuke collaspe in his bed as the lights of the sunset and the glow of nearby Washington D.C filled the room.
"What a long day," yawned Nuke as he looked at his Notifications on his phone. He had a ton, like usual.
"I will call NASA tomorrow to report my find," said Nuke. "This will latch us to a new age of exploration for humanity."
Finding a good song to play, Nuke feel asleep on his bed, unknowing that soon, his life and humanity, will change forever.
MEANWHILE: A WORLD AWAY:
Scootaloo was not having a great time right now.
"Give it back!" yelled Scootaloo as a fellow bunkmate flew above her, holding her saddlebag.
"Boo Hoo!" he snicker as he drop it on Scootaloo's face. "Stuip, weak peagus. You don't belong here."
Scootaloo threw a glare at the colt as he flew off with the rest of his friends. She was going to see her friends, Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle.
Walking outside the orphange, she grab her scooter and took off through Ponyville to Sweetie Belles place.
"LOOK OUT!"
Scootaloo heard someone yelled. She was so distracted in her thoughts that she didn't see a big rock was in the path.
She tried to stop it, but it was no use.
The scooter crash over the rock, and she tumbled to the ground.
She look at what was left of her scooter. It was smash to pieces.
The mare run over to her. "Are you ok? Are you hurt?" ask the mare.
"No, I'm fine," said Scootaloo as she slowy got back onto her hoofs. She turned around and found the mare had disappear.
This was going to be a long day.
Scootaloo finally arrive at the Carousel Boutique. Her face was covered in mud from her fall.
Knock Knock.
"Coming," said a familiar voice inside. Scootaloo could hear stuff fall as Rarity, Sweetie Belle's older sister,open the door.
"Oh Scootaloo!" cried Rarity. "You are covered in mud. What happened to you?!"
"I... fell into some mud on my way here," mutter Scootaloo has Rarity wipe her off.
"That should do it," said Rarity. "Sweetie Belle has been waiting for you."
That got Scootaloo back into a good mood. "Thanks Rarity," said Scootaloo as she ran upstairs to Sweetie Belle.
A FEW HOURS LATER:
"Thanks Sweetie Belle," said Scootaloo as she walk out. "See you at school tomorrow!"
Scootaloo walk back to the Orphanage, smiling until she reach the spot her scooter. She had forgotten about what happened.
"I will have to get another one," Scootaloo sighed as she took a piece of of what was left of the scooter and Continued walking.
...
"What the?!" yelled Scootaloo as she fell to the ground. She had arrived back at the Orphanage when someone Shoved her to the ground.
"Loser!" yelled the Pegasus Colt from earlier. He and his friends laugh. "Someone going to have to sleep outside!"
"What?" said Scootaloo as the colts ran inside the gate as it swung close. Thats when she heard it click.
It dawn on her.
"No no NO!" yelled Scootaloo as she ran to the gates. It was already dark and the lights were turn off inside.
"Let me in!" yelled Scootaloo. She countied this for a few minutes until she realize she wasn't coming in.
Crying, Scootaloo sat under a tree. She stared at the piece of her scooter.
Well. Things got REALLY weird today. I better explain myself.
I sent the protype rocket to the wormholes suppose location and IT WENT THROUGH THE FREAKING THING!
This changes everything for the space industry as we know.
We could finally travel to other places in the gaxlay without it taking millions of years to get there.
However though, it didn't have a tracking beacon or a transmiter on it, so I don't know where it went.
So... back to the drawing board again.
End of Log...
Nuke was asleep on the couch when he heard the door bell ringing like crazy.
"Coming..." yawn Nuke as he threw off the blanket and stumped towards the door, half asleep.
Nuke opened the door, but was suprise to find a familiar face at the door.
"Agent C," yawn Nuke. "What are you doing?" ask Nuke as he took a drink of his soda.
"Nothing much," said Agent C. "The President wants to see you, though."
"It's not those dam Terrorists again is it?" said Nuke as he put down his drink. "Not yet anyway, he just wants to know what you been doing," said Agent C.
"Is there a time I need to get there?" ask Nuke. "At 10am," said Agent C. Nuke look at the clock.
It was 9:30am.
"Oh Krap!" yelled Nuke. "I will be right there," yelled Nuke as he slam the door on the agents face.
"That never gets old," mutters the agent as he walks away.
Meanwhile in anothe....(Wait, you now where we're going. Never Mind...)
"Alright everypony, we will be going other..." said Cheerliee as Scootaloo groan. She had better things to do. Like...
She stop. She couldn't do that. Her scooter broke.
"What am I going to do now," ask Scootaloo as she put her head on the desk, nearly falling asleep serveral times.
...
"Scootaloo?" "Wake up Scootaloo," said Cheerliee, shaking Scootaloo awake.
"Huh?" mutter Scootaloo as she look up. "What happen?"
"You fall asleep in class again," said Cheerliee, signing. "This has been happening a lot lately. Is something wrong?"
"No, its nothing," sutter Scootaloo. "Just have a heard time sleeping, thats all."
"Well, you can leave now," said Cheerliee. "It's been a hour."
...
Scootaloo walked down the road, groaning that she fell asleep in class, AGAIN.
She walk into SugarCube Corner, her thoughts weighting her mind down. She need some sweets.
"Hi Scoots," said Pinkie Pie as she jump up from behind the counter. This made Scootaloo giggle. She like Pinkie's overhyper behavior. It help her not think about her problems.
"Can I get one of those shakes again," said Scootaloo, smiling. "Sure thing," said Pinkie Pie. "Coming right up," as she zoom off to the back.
Scootaloo look at the window, listening to the breeze of the nearby mountains and watching the forest that look far away.
"I wish I could be someone," said Scootaloo. "Where I'm free from all of this."
BACK ON EARTH:
"I'm going to be late," said Nuke as he drove down the highway into the Captial of the U.S, Washington D.C.
He finally arrive at the White House. he felt nervous, though he shouldn't be. He had been here before to recieve the medal of honor.
Taking a deep breath, he walk down the grand hall of the White House before arriving at the door to the President's quathers, where he meet Agent C.
"Sure took you long enough," said Agent C. "I lose place of my stuff," said Nuke, his face red with embrassment. "Is he..."
"Yes he is," said Agent C. "He is waiting for you," as he opened the door.
Nuke walk into the room. Sitting behind the table was President Macaw, looking at Nuke.
"Hello Nuke," said President Macaw. "We meet again after all of these years. Please sit down. We have much to discuss."
"Yes sir," said Nuke as he sat down into one of the chairs with his stuff in hand.
"Sorry I got here later sir," said Nuke as he look through his stuff he was holding. "I overslept and didn't wake up until 9:30am."
"Not a Problem," said Macaw as Nuke pulled out some papers. "We have been just curious about what you been doing."
"I found something so Great it will blow your ears off," said Nuke as he give the President his files.
President Macaw looked through the files Nuke have given him.
"I see you have been watching the strange anomalies that are close by to Earth," said President Macaw. "It seems you have found something about them."
"Oh yeah," said Nuke as he activatied a hologram that showed the area of space.
"I recently discovered a new way to travel among the stars," said Nuke. "It will allow us to expand into space without taking much of the time otherwise to get their."
President Macaw remain silent throughout the prestation. He was very curious about this project.
"However, though," said Nuke. "It could take a while, since the rocket I sent through it didn't have a transimeter in it, so I don't have a clue of its whereabouts."
"I want to parnther with NASA and other space agenies," said Nuke. "But I need more money to do, Mr. President."
The President sat their in silence for a moment. They had bases on the moon and Mars and were hopeing to reach Titan soon. But they could use this to colonize entire planets.
"Nuke," said President Macaw. Nuke look at the President, nervous.
"I love it!" yelled President Macaw as he stand up. "You'll get the funding required. This will change Humanity forever!"
"Thank you, mister President," said Nuke, breathing a sign of relief. "I hope you have a spacecraft you can use," said President Macaw, shaking Nuke's hand.
Log #number 9753... Progress.... Nuke online. You ready, sir.
Well, I really wasn't expecting Mission Blackhorizon to work so FREAKING well.
The rocket went through the wormhole we founded earlier and manage to cross over. Base on the data we found, it is in a Star System called "Unicorn", close to the Galactic Core.
This is so FREAKING Awesome!
This will allow us to habit planets close to the core and we could harvest it energy, allowing us to control the galaxy.
In other news, The Valkyrie Space Shuttle is almost ready to go. It can fly easy for this long distance mission. It just needs some more gear before she can fly.
The rocket should be dropping satellites in any planet it comes across. So this should be fun.
Nuke signing off.
End of Log.
"Nuke." "Nuke," said Delta, his personal AI. "WAKE UP NUKE!" she yelled in a loud voice.
"Huh," said Nuke as he struggle to get up. His face was red from sleeping at the computer again.
"You feel asleep at the computer," said Delta. "Again."
"I need to stop this bad habit," groan Nuke as he drink some of his soda he had next to him on the stand, though it had long fizz out.
"Delta," said Nuke half asleep. "Please set up the lab. I need a shower."
"Very well sir," said Delta as she zap to the lab as Nuke reach the bathroom.
…
After getting undress, Nuke step into the shower and let the hot water drip on his head. "I really needed this," said Nuke as he begin to wash up.
…
Nuke walk into the lab, freshen up from his shower. He quickly spotted Delta by his computer, looking concern.
"Sir," said Delta. "You might want to see this."
Nuke sat down at his computer and stared. And Stared... And Stared...
"Sir?" ask a concerned Delta as Nuke countied to stared at the computer. On the Screen, it showed through the rocket's cameras and one of the newly latched satellites all showed the same thing.
A small, Rocky planet, with oceans of blue surrounded by green and brown landmasses, with some white towards the south and north poles.
"Sir?" ask Delta again as Nuke' hands begin to twitch.
"YES!" yelled Nuke as he leap out of his chair and begin to dance around the room, though he couldn't dance.
Delta shook her head as she look down at the floor while the other AI bots laughed at their Creator's silliness.
"Are you done Sir," said Delta unamused. Nuke stopped and looked at her.
"Yes," said Nuke smiling as he catch his breath. "Have the rocket put it's satellites in orbit around the planet. The President is going to be excited about this."
Nuke left the room to go to the White House while Delta ordered the Rocket to release the rest of it's satellites.
Meanwhile, in Canderlot:
Princess Luna was about to finish setting the moon. She was really tired and look forward to go to her bed when she felt something small. A lot of small things enter the upper astrosphere.
"That's odd," though Luna. "I wasn't expecting small meteors so close. All well."
Once the moon was finally settled, Luna left for her quarters, unknowing of the objects true identity's.
Back on Earth:
"So what is this about a new Earth like Planet you found," ask the Secretary of Defense.
Nuke, President Macaw, the Secretary of Defense and several other presidential advisors were sitting at a round table in one of the White House's many rooms.
"I would like to hear about this planet, Mister Nuke," said President Macaw.
"All right then," said Nuke as he stand up. He shiver a bit. He hated doing presentations.
"So, early this morning," said Nuke as he set down his hologram device. "My Rocket that I had send through the wormhole to investigate has founded a almost Earth-like Planet near Star System code name "Unicorn."
The Hologram glowed a blue hue as it showed the Earth like planet. This left the Advisors and the Secretary of Defense in awe.
"It's almost an actual replicate of Earth," said Nuke with a worried glance. The Secretary of Defense noticed this.
"Why do you sound so concern? ask the Secretary of Defense. "Is their something on your mind sir?'
Taking a Deep Breath, Nuke regain his posture. "There's something strange about this planet sir," said Nuke.
The Group wondered in Agreement. "And what is "Strange" about this planet sir," asked the Secretary of Defense.
Nuke took a deep breath. "Somethings off with its gravity Mr. Secretary," said Nuke. "The Sun seems to be Orbiting... Around the Planet."
The Entire Room fell in silence. Even President Macaw was silent after hearing this.
"Let me get this straight," said one of the scientists as she stand up. "You're saying that the Sun is orbiting the planet?" ask the Scientist.
"Yes," said Nuke. He quickly activated his hologram, showing the diagram of the system. "I currently have no answer for this."
As Lunch came, Nuke left the room, as the Advisors talked in low tones and nod their heads in agreement.
"Hey Nuke." Nuke turned around and saw President Macaw walking up to him.
"Yes Mr. President?' ask Nuke as the two countied to walk down the hallway.
"Have you founded signs of life?" ask President Macaw. Nuke stood still like a brick wall.
"It's... difficult," said Nuke. "Sure, it's like Earth, but we needed to go down on the surface to find out. The whole Gravity Issue might not allow it. What I do now is if there's life down their, it's not advance enough to show stuff like factory smog."
After chatting some more, President Macaw left, as Nuke got into his car, he couldn't help but worry what life on this planet could mean for Earth.
Log in... Password.... &$%&()%*(_*….. User recognized. Proceeded... Hello Nuke...
"Not again..." Groan Delta. She had been trying to wake up Nuke for the last half hour and still he slept on his desk, again. He should know that isn't healthy.
"Nevermind," said Delta as she programmed one of the robotic arms in the lab. Moving over to Nuke's side, it shoved him out of the chair.
Thunk!
"What?!" yelled Nuke as he woke back into continuous once again, rubbing his head.
"You feel asleep at your computer, again." said Delta. She had a non approving face.
"I know..." Mumble Nuke as he rise up from the floor. "You know what, I need some time off."
"I think that's a good idea," said Delta. He had spent way too much time down here in the lab after the discover of Earth #2.
That's what they are calling it until they give it a proper name.
A while later...
Nuke opened the garaged door. He hadn't been here for a while. Now he was ready to get out.
The Ford Mustang roared out into the streets, out of the garage and towards Washington D.C.
Driving past the other cars on the road, Nuke laugh at himself. He had almost forgot what made him like cars so much.
But his fun won't last long. As he past a building, two big Black vans pulled out and begin to trail him.
"That's odd," said Nuke as he look at his rearview mirror. "Why ae they following me? Need to keep A eye on them."
As he countied to drive down the road, three more of the Black Vans appeared and also beginning to trail him as well.
"Ok, something's up," said Nuke as he watch the vans. To his surprised horror, the hatch on the roof of the lead van opened up, showing a masked mercenary.
The man quickly pulled out a RPG-7. Nuke quickly dodge the blast as the rocket barely miss his car.
"I hate those things," yelled Nuke as he floored the gas, causing him to speed up.
That was the least of his problems, however. The men in the Black vans were seeming trying everything to get to him. Even trying to slam into him.
But while trying that, Nuke saw a familiar, but hated symbol he knew too well.
They were the Russian Ultranationists. Rebels of the World. They had preach about destroying Democracy and the West and restore the Russian Empire. They had been fighting the New Government for about a year now.
"Why am I even surprised," thought Nuke as he swung his car around a curb, causing one of the vans to smash into a concrete wall.
Pulling out now Machine guns, the Ultranationists begin to shot at him. They wanted him dead. Probity for what happened during the Ukrainian War, thought Nuke as the bullets dent the glass.
Years ago... Ukraine... in the Donbass Region...
A loud roar appears in the skies above Donbass City.. or what's left of it.
The city had been bombarded with just about everything. Missiles, Drones, Bombs, you name it, you'll find it here.
High in the air, the U.S's new F-16 fighter drones, old jets turned into deadly drones, inside sat Nuke as he flew in.
"Sir," said Delta. "I'm getting reports of high amounts of Air defense systems in the area."
"Good," said Nuke. "More things to destroy." He quickly punch some buttons as a red glow filled the cockpit.
Suddenly, a loud alarm sound blared into his ears. "Incoming missiles!" he yelled as he drop from the pod.
Above his head, three missiles of the S-300 air defense system struck the Fighter drone, causing it to exploded in a million pieces.
"Nothings perfect," said Nuke as press a button on his arm device. "But we can dam well try."
Folding out of his back came two metal wings. Moving them relied on the fusion core that powered the entire Mk 3 suit.
"Delta," said Nuke. "Power all systems."
A bright blue flume blew out of the back of the suit as it blast Nuke off, close to the sound barrier, but under it enough not being pounded by shockwaves.
Nuke scanned the surrounding area as he flew through the area. He was looking for survivors to take back to the Ukrainian Front lines alongside Polish Ground Forces.
Yeah, in 2024, when Ukraine needed help the most, Poland decided to step in and end it once and for all. The Russians were terrified.
But so far, nothing was appearing on his visor. He wasn't surprise, though. There wasn't many people that weren't fighting left here.
As he was about to leave though, he quickly noticed a faint red spot on his visor. Someone was here and base on what is was showing up as. Whoever it was was dying.
He quickly flew closer to where the spot was telling him and he saw a young lady tied to a piece of concrete. Probity the Russians were torturing her, but he had a job to do.
He landed near her. "Are you ok?" He ask. Luckily for him, his helmet was able to transfer what he was saying into another language, as in this case, Ukrainian.
However, she didn't respond. This was making him worried, so he smashed the concrete holding her in place. What he founded was pure horror.
As he turned over the body, Nuke quickly realized what was causing the sudden heat. A bomb had been concealed within her chest. She was already deceased.
"Damn..." muttered Nuke as the bomb detonated, propelling him and fragments of his suit through the air.
Nuke collided with the side of a solid concrete wall, surrounded by scattered armor pieces. He also struck his head, causing pain at the back.
"Ouch..." mumbled Nuke as he regained his balance. Then he became aware of his surroundings. Numerous Russians stood before him, armed with various weapons. There was even a T-72 Main Battle Tank.
"Hello, old friend," spoke an aged but recognizable voice. Emerging from the shadows of a nearby building was a middle-aged man, donning Russian Battle Armor, more commonly known as a Chinese knock-off.
"Frank," Nuke said, his voice filled with coldness.
"So you do remember me," Frank chuckled. "Be completely honest, I thought you all had forgotten me after all these years."
"You betrayed me and the United States," Nuke said with a snarl. "I wish you had died."
"Well," Frank said, "I'm already aware of that. You are referred to as the angel of Death, the World's killer." "But now, that angel is returning to its rightful place."
"To Hell."
He unsheathed his exquisite sword, its gleaming blade aimed directly at Nuke. Following orders, the Russian Soldiers unleashed a barrage of gunfire upon him.
It occurred with astonishing swiftness, yet not swiftly enough to catch Nuke off guard. He promptly commenced doing what he excelled at: eliminating them all.
He targeted the T-72 Tank initially, normally relying on his armor to shield him from a tank's direct shot. He had even tested it against the Army's Main Battle Tanks.
Unfortunately, his armor was torn to shreds and would not withstand a direct blast. It was barely able to keep the bullets at bay.
He attacks the men guarding it first, shooting them with a Desert Eagle XL, an enhanced model of the well-known pistol he prefers because to its one-shot capability. Fortunately, the military gave him permission to tinker with it, which led to the creation of the new XL handgun.
The Russians didn't stand a chance.
After swiftly taking down those soldiers, Nuke dove beneath the tank to avoid being blown to pieces. He exited the tank and set a few C4 explosives on its underside before running.
The tank exploded after five seconds, displaying its "Special" ability by latching into the air before plunging back to the earth.
Pulling out his M4/Ak47 Hybrid gun, he begin to slaughter the rest of the soldiers until there was multiple bodies, but Nuke left standing.
Once all of the ammo was depleted from his gun, there was no one left. Surrounding him were the bodies of the dead soldiers. Nuke put the gun away.
Frank stood where he was and observed everything. He had anticipated that he would kill every single one of them. And he intended to murder him himself.
He charged at him while yelling something in Russian as he pulled out his blade. Frank raced into Nuke and knocked him to the ground, he was still attempting to handle the issue.
Nuke shouted "Bitch!" as he jumped back to his feet and drew his own sword, which Delta had helped him craft specifically.
"Arr!"
The two gleaming blades collide with one another. They battled one another. Yet since they were both adept swordsmen, it was difficult to make any progress.
Frank grinned as he saw Nuke's furious face. His habit was to triumph. He has now met his match.
Frank swung his right arm and struck Nuke in the jaw, sending him flying against a nearby structure. Frank's quick actions caught Nuke off guard.
Nuke groaned in discomfort as he stood back up. He turned around and saw that he was perched on top of a nearby structure, looking down on a nearby settlement.
Frank soon emerged, landing on the roof with his jetpacks dying. After drawing his sword, Nuke prepared to kill him.
Nuke was confused when Frank remarked, "Well wait your horses." You first need to pay attention to something.
He raised a black iPhone to his ear after taking it out. The caller appeared to concur in Russian while also speaking it before hanging up.
With a sly smirk, Frank replied, "Now watch the show.
"What the sh... Initially, Nuke asks. But before he could finish, a blinding light nearly blinded them.
Nuke watches in fear via his visor. He understood what he was referring about.
Frank chuckled vilely. He placed his palm on a shaken Nuke and said, "Now watch what you cause." "You could have simply left us alone to do as we choose. Now innocent people must perish."
Right now, Nuke's mind was on fire. He just stood by while a man used the deadliest weapon in the world to murder thousands of innocent people.
His face jerked abruptly. Then it appeared like his eyes had turned red.
With a demonic voice, Nuke declared, "You are dead."
"What..."
Before Frank could complete his question, Nuke spun around and knocked him head first off the building.
As the building's top collapses around them, Nuke leaps off the building after him. The nearby city must have been affected by the shockwave.
Nonetheless, he was unconcerned about that. He was focused entirely on one objective.
Kill him.
Frank landed Hard. His armor fractured to protect him, but not enough to kill him; just enough to injure him.
Leaping back onto his feet, he barely able to pull his blade as his clash with Nuke's. His eyes were full of fire.
The two exchange sword blows as the nearby buildings collapse around them. Only now Frank was at a disadvantage because Nuke was determined to kill him.
And he had a idea of just how to do it.
Using what was left of his engines, Nuke grabbed Frank and latch himself in the air.
"What are you doing!?" yelled Frank as they were now higher then even the buildings.
"This," said Nuke as he kick Frank in the face as he fell towards the earth, and towards a spike of steel.
"No!" yelled Frank. "This is not the end!"
That was his final statement before the spike pierced his chest. Blood drip everywhere.
Nuke landed near Franks corpse. He grinned at his dead body before he snap back into reality.
""Nuke," yelled Delta. "Radiation is coming down fast. Your armor won't protect you!"
Nuke turned and look at the mushroom cloud that loomed over the ruined city. The bastards did it.
PRESENT DAY:
No. He was not going to allow THAT to occur once more. He needed to escape the trap that the two vans had set for him first, though.
About that, yes. He was pinned between the two of them by the vans, which were heading straight for a wall.
Nuke said, "Well. When he tapped on a few buttons on his wheel, he added, "I always wanted to try this.
He had been experimenting with the ability to jump higher, faster and better, along with a few others. Yet, a breakthrough wasn't made until recently, and the technology hadn't been put to the test.
"There is only one way to learn", remarked Nuke. Suddenly, the bottom of his car was flooded with a blue glow. The Russians in the vans were very perplexed when they observed the brightness.
That would be the end of them.
Suddenly, Nuke jerk a lever inside the car, latching the Mustang up and over the wall.
But, the two black vans loaded with Russians weren't so fortunate.
Fortunately for him, the final two vehicles got caught behind the wall and were unable to climb over it, allowing the Mustang and Nuke to continue on their way.
…
"Delta!" yelled Nuke as he stumbled through the front door. "The Jump Boost works!"
Delta was surprised. The ability had not been tested yet. The only way he figured out was...
"What happened?" she asked. "Oh, some Russians tried to kill me," said Nuke as he handed his jacket up. "But it was easy to take care of them."
"I worry about you," said Delta as Nuke yawn. He was too tired to work on anything else.
"I f*** hate this," groan Scootaloo as the shovel dug into the earth.
She had made an effort to explain to the headmistress what had happened the night before with the colts, but as usual, she had refused to listen, and as a result, she had to dig a GIANT hole.
She had been at this for about a hour now and had only made a small dent into the ground.
"Argh!" yelled Scootaloo as she threw the Shovel aside as it slam into a tree, causing it to fall.
"S***," mutter Scootaloo as she climb out of the hole. She'll do this later.
Scootaloo stroll at the Everfree Forest's edge. The most hazardous location in all of Equestria, according to legend. Ponyville begs to differ, though.
The birds chirp as the tree rats ran across the bark of the trees. She turned towards a small opening between the rocks. This was her stash.
Removing the rocks, she pulled out a beaten Hoodie and a small pouch of bits she manage to collect over the years.
She needed to get a new hoodie. It was torn up and getting too small for her.
She thought about her hoodie as she put it on. She always wear the hoodie. She was founded with the hoodie. It also help hid... it.
She put her hoof over the right side of her chest. A scar shaped in the shape of... Something.
Nobody knew where it came from. So she always where the hoodie around everyone, expect back there. She would be punish if she was caught wearing it.
She countied her walk as she put the hoodie up. She didn't want to be seem by anyone today. Besides, one of the other Orphan kids could rattle her out.
Scootaloo walk into the Carousel Boutique. Rarity frequently sold hoodies and was aware of the filly's strong desire to wear them.
"Hi Scoots," said Rarity as she look over the counter to see Scootaloo, wearing the tattered Hoodie, walk inside.
Rarity rushed over to inspect the Ruined Hoodie and exclaimed, "Oh my Celestia!" as she did so. "Honey, you look dreadful in that."
Scootaloo sign: "I know." She handed Rarity the little pouch and explained, "That's why I'm getting a new one."
Well then, honey," Rarity responded. "That back there."
Scootaloo strolled past the countless garments and gowns Rarity had as she made her way to the Boutique's rear. She wasn't searching for those, though.
The Hoodies.
Scootaloo rummaged through the various hoodies and noticed that she had a lot of them this time. She perused a few of them, but none seemed to fit. She didn't suit them psychologically, but they fit her physically.
Until the final one, at least.
There wasn't anything special. A plain black hoodie with a white thunderbolt on the front. But something about it seemed to be in order.
Scootaloo put on the hoodie and remarked, "I taking this one." As it turned out, there were gloves inside. She also put them on.
Meanwhile in the main lobby:
Sweetie Belle and Rarity were having a conversion when two colts with face masks stormed into the Boutique.
"Um, hello there," said Rarity, confused of why the colts were there. At least until one of them pull out a knife.
"I want you to hand over your bits," growled the Taller Colt. "And no one gets hurt."
"Maybe you shouldn't," said Sweetie Belle as she approached the Colt. She originally was going to talk down the colt.
That end up NOT happening.
The Colt grabbed her and wrapped her up on his front right leg. The mask colt shouted, "Give us the money Immediately or she gets it!"
Then Scootaloo walk out of the back, wearing the black hoodie and the gloves and stumbled upon this.
Naturally, nobody realized it was Scootaloo. She effectively concealed her face with the hoodie.
The colt cried, "You!" at his companion. "Grab the second one immediately!"
Scootaloo was stunned to see the Colt having her buddy Sweetie Belle in his hands while brandishing a knife.
No, not once again.
The colt raced up to her and lifted his hoof in an attempt to tackle her. But, Scootaloo then did something that shocked everyone in the store.
The colt gazed in disbelief as she grabbed his hoof. After that, she bent it.
"Ow!!" yelled the Colt as he hold his released hoof in agony as Scootaloo hit him hard in the gut and send him into a clothes rack.
The Taller Colt released Sweetie Belle, who sprinted to Rarity, and exclaimed, "You dumba**!" as he moved towards Scootaloo.
The fight escalated from there, as the Taller Colt tried to stab Scootaloo with the knife, but she kept dodging it.
After all, it wasn't the first time she had to do this.
3 years ago...
Before she lived at the Orphanage in Ponyville, she spent her time living in the woods near ponyville.
Life back then was hard, but simple. She remember it well.
She remembered living in Baltimare for a while, but then leaving it to here.
The everyday routine was simple. Every morning, the birds in the air would wake her up from her nightly rest. After that, she would eat anything she had leftover from the night before.
Even if it wasn't good for you. At one point, she was forced to consume tree bark.
Following that, she would stroll around the forest while taking in the sounds of local waterfall and woodland animals.
She would hunt down lunch, generally picking berries from surrounding bushes. She had to discover the hard way which ones were healthy or unhealthy.
She then would took a nap close to the waterfall, occasionally bathing or swimming in it to clean herself. and her hoodie too.
She treasured the hoodie. It felt... safe to her for a odd reason. But she didn't mind it.
During she stay there, her thoughts strayed. She wondered where her parents were and why no one in Baltimare had made an effort to assist her.
She could only recall one thing her mother had ever said to her: when she was really little:
Always believe in the good of others
She was always confused by this. Why did her mother say that. But it stuck with her after her parents disappeared.
After that, she would look for something bigger for dinner. Often more berries, but once she had to eat a whole lot of bugs. Ek.
Well, that change one day.
She was on one of her usual walks when she heard an a sound moving through the bush. She had been out here long enough to know that was not a good sound.
A huge python emerged from the bushes. The beast was noticeably taller than Scootaloo as it regarded her with the intention of devouring her.
She, however, wasn't plan on dying by some Stupid Python. So when it charged his head down at her, she dodged it, causing it to smash its head on some rocks.
Scootaloo left right away. As she hurried through the bushes, she was aware that leaving this area was a smart idea.
The Python roared in pain and rage as it rushed after her, lifting its aching head back up.
As Scootaloo run, the Python slide right after, flatting a path though the forest.
Eventuality, Scootaloo ran into the middle of a road, sweating pouring down her head and her entire body. The hoodie wasn't helping the problem.
But there was no time to stop running as the Python crashed into the middle of the road and stared at Scootaloo with Murderous intent.
So she countied to run down the road, with the Python. She thought she could outrun it.
Until she trip over a rock.
Scootaloo drop deadface to the ground, scratch as a huge pain erupted from his back left leg. She tried to move it, but it hurt to move.
The Python had finally caught up with her as it raised it's head above her. She closed her eyes at the Python lunge at her.
Present Day:
"Come here!" yelled the taller colt as he countied to slash the knife, but Scootaloo kept dodging.
But this time, the Colt did something unexpected.
He grabbed her by the hoodie, making it hard to breath and threw her out of the window.
Smash!
"Ow," groaned Scootaloo as she struggled to get up. Her back had a few pieces of glass shards coming out of her as more laded around her.
The taller Colt waked out of the front door as Scootaloo got back onto his hooves, with pieces of glass in her right leg.
"You are so getting it!" yelled the colt as he threw the knife towards her.
Scootaloo's face remained emotionless, though; even with the knife going barely inches from her face before getting caught in a nearby tree.
By this point, the colt was getting really p*** off and decided to latch a final attack at Scootaloo.
By this point, Rarity and Sweetie Belle were staring through the window of the shop, watching the two fight.
"Um," said Sweetie Belle. "Do you think we should stop them?"
"I already send Twilight a message," said Rarity as she countied to look out of the window. "I just hope she gets here in time."
Meanwhile, as the colt rushed at her, Scootaloo did the thing that seem most reasonable.
She punched him in the face. Hard.
The colt fell to the ground, blood coming out of his nose. He tried to crawl away, but Scootaloo grab him.
"Not this time," said Scootaloo in a creepy voice as she pin him to the ground.
Then, she threw her hoofs at him. Every swung struck his face, making it bleeded even worse.
And she wasn't plan on stopping. She couldn't.
But someone else could.
Scootaloo was suddenly lifted into the air, surrounded by a purple aura. She turned to look and meet a disapproval Twilight.
"Well s***," muttered Scootaloo as a cop pick up the bleeding colts.
"My place," said Twilight. "Now."
....
The Sun was beginning to set and the ponies houses were beginning to turn their lights out for the night.
The only expectation was at Twilights Castle, were Scoots was also there.
"Take the hood off please," said Twilight. "I need to know who you are."
Though she did not really want to take it off, she listen to avoid Twilight's anger.
"Scootaloo?!" ask Twilight as she stared at Scootaloo. The colts blood was drying on the gloves.
A long silence echo throughout the building.
Finally.
"Why?" ask Twilight. This time, it wasn't in her angry voice like before.
"I... couldn't..." stutter Scootaloo, struggling to get the words out.
"Come on," said Twilight. "Spit it out."
"I CAN'T LOSE ANOTHER!" yelled Scootaloo, which shock Twilight. Scootaloo never yelled like this before.
"I just... I don't know," said Scootaloo, holding back the tears she wanted to cry.
Then, like it was nothing, she got up and left out the front door, leaving a shock and confused Twilight.
....
After Leaving the hoodie and gloves in her serect spot, Scootaloo walked back to the orphanage. But before she step one hoof inside, she was smack and knock down by the headmaster, who wasn't happy.
"Where were you?" said the Mare. "I went for a walk," said Scootaloo as she got back up.
"Well, I guess you wouldn't be sleeping tonight," said the Mare as she slam the door on her face.
Fire burned in Washington as the fighting countied.
"All units, on the Seven Eleven route now; We have multiple enemies heading onto our position and we can't..."
A loud explosion was heard in the distance.
Meanwhile, a Falcon was flying above, carrying Nuke in his battle suit. The issue was getting worse minute by minute.
"Nuke," said Delta. "We got the 5th guards platoon of the National Guard trap in the courtyard near the Lincoln Memorial that need immediately backup."
"On it," said Nuke as he loads his K-45PR Assault Rifle, including the latest version of his Battle Armor.
Suddenly, a loud alarm erupts inside the Falcon. "Missile Lock! Missile Lock!" yelled Delta. "Jump Now!"
Nuke didn't need to hear anymore. He jump out of the Falcon as a missile struck the Falcon, and send it crashing to the ground.
Landing on his feet, Nuke quickly scan his surroundings. He had landed near the Korea War Veterans memorial on Independence AVE SW. The Lincoln Memorial wasn't to far away.
"Incoming fire. 90 degrees. Move now." said Delta as Nuke jump to the side before a explosion rock his pervious position.
Turning around, he saw it was it was a platoon of Terrorists from the Liberation Organization, containing 12 soldiers and three Light attack Vehicles of the XLA versions (XLA LAV)
"Time to go to work," said Nuke with a somewhat twisted smile as he leap to the side and hold out his right arm.
Coming out of the power glove was a micro anti vehicle missile, which had infrared vision and went into the first XLA LAV, sending it flipping in a ball of flame.
However, the rest of the platoon begin to open fire on him, forcing him to duck behind a ruined SUV.
"Delta," said Nuke with a unusual calm voice ask. "I have 2/3s of a platoon on my a**. I need ideas."
"On it," said Delta as she went through thousands of attack patterns and posturing.
"I got one," said Delta. "Latch the side Drone as a distraction while you smash your way through the left flank."
"On it!" yelled Nuke as he took the Raider Recon Drone, a small, but powerful drone that was use for recon, but can also be use as a distraction.
Nuke toss it into the air as the Drone folded into shape and begin to latch its two missiles at the XLA LAVs while wielding a laser to temporary blind the Platoon.
"Now!" yelled Delta. Nuke leaped over the SUV and charged at the left Flank of the Platoon. Luckily they were too distracted by the drone to noticed him running towards them.
"Shoot that f****** thing down! (Стреляйте в эту ф****** вещь!)" yelled to what appeared to be their Segreant.
As he yelled the order, the XLA LAV with the twin Rocket Launcher latch a missile at the Drone with ease. But that was because it had no countermeasures.
Then one of the Terrorists look to his right and was met with a gun barrel, making his head disappear into tiny pieces.
"The Demon! (Демон)" yelled the terrorists forces as they begin to fire at Nuke. Luckily for him, the battle suit was build with a special Kinetic Armor provided by DARPA, the U.S military's think tank. He and Delta had still, though, not been able to crack it's serect construction.
The KR-45PR assault rifle's round went pin ban boom as it shredded through the Terrorists body armor, mostly of ceramic plates. Though these were once the best around, the advanced of bullets that look more and more like Tank shells, made this armor almost obsolete.
Everything was a blur. Nuke's mind didn't even fully processed it. He was just doing his job. Kill the enemy. Bodies fall or went flying, the XLA LAVs were destroyed and the cracking of the fire was the only thing left hearing.
"Nuke," yelled Delta. "Incoming!"
Nuke turned to look as a large tank shell came straight at him...
Two Hours ago... Canal Interstate Highway Network...
"I'm going to be late!" groaned Nuke as him and his Mustang thundered down the Highway network. The President had invited him and other top generals for the Annual Fourth of July Event.
"I tried to wake you up," said a Annoyed Delta. "But you kept saying, Just a few more minutes in your sleep."
Nuke's face turned red. "How about we change the conversion. What is the route for todays Parade?"
Signing, Delta showed a map of the route they would be traveling through. It went pass all of the major landmarks in Washington D.C.
"What about defense?" ask Nuke. "It's a pretty big event for just not to have security." He knew anything was possible and knew if there was a plot, it would be against him or/and President Macaw.
"I figured you'll want to know," said Delta. "They have the 1st National Guards unit in the city at various Points."
"Good," said Nuke. "Better then nothing."
But unknowing to him, a Drone was flying nearby collecting data when it noticed Nuke's mustang, wearing a terrified symbol.
"Where is he?" ask President Macaw as he stared at his watch. Nuke was supposed to be here 15 minutes ago and yet he was still not here.
"He should be here any minute," said Agent C, putting on his best smile. "I hope."
Suddenly, a Ford Mustang roared next to the sidewalk. Out came a frustrated Nuke, as he fought with his shoe until he nearby fell onto his face.
"Good D**," muttered Nuke as he finally got the shoe on.
"Um.." said President Macaw, looking down at Nuke.
"Oh Sorry!" Nuke nearly yelled as he jump to his feet and give him a salute.
Signing, President Macaw decided not to press it. "Alright. Come on Nuke. We have a big day." Nuke followed the President towards a pair of individuals.
The two turned to Nuke and President Macaw, with the taller one approaching him.
"Hello Mr. President," said the Taller Individual. Then he turned to Nuke. "So you must be Nuke Hunter Killer, the Supreme No stop killing machine." He said. "The Angel of Death."
The Angel of Death.
Nuke shuttered at that word. He used to be fond of that nickname, but ever since Ukraine, he really hasn't like that name much.
"Um... Yes, I am," said Nuke, shaking hands with him. "You must be General Shepperd, commander of the 1st Army."
"I am," said Shepperd. "And this is Sergeant Chase," turning towards his accomplice, "My best advisor."
Sergeant Chase shake hands with Nuke. "I heard fond things about you," said Chase. "But I do wish they are true and not lies."
Nuke hid a face of disgust, but understand what he meant. The feats he had done for the last 4-5 years are almost unbelievable.
"Alright, now come on," said President Macaw, waving them over to a Limo. "We have to be their in time for the parade remember?"
The four got into the Limo. After everything was ready to go, the limo drove off to the latch area for the parade.
As the limo drove to the area, the General decided to ask Nuke a question.
"Hey Nuke?" ask Shepperd. Nuke was staring into space out of the window. He turned his head towards him.
"Yeah?"
"Nothing much," said Shepperd. "But I was looking through your files and noticed something."
"You say you work alone. But It says you were part of Ghost team. Can you explain because I'm confused?" ask Shepperd.
Nuke's body turn cold.
"They're not... around anymore," said Nuke with a straight face before returning to the window. But unknowing to them, a small tear fell from his eyes.
4 Years ago....
"Come on you maggots!" yelled the Drill Sergeant. "Move now!"
Nuke Grint his teeth as he mad dash crawl underneath the barbed wire and through the U.S's special forces training facility.
He had been here for about a month now... or was it a month. He didn't know anymore.
He was selected as one of the best, but now he had to make sure to keep it.
"Move it!" yelled one of the recruits from behind him. "Chill out," said Nuke as he countied to move foreward.
Finally, after a few more minutes of that hell, he was ready for another hell as he crawled out.
The Climb.
This was as high as a two to three story building and they had to climb it to eat anything tonight.
"S***," mutter Nuke as he caught his breath for a few seconds. It was pouring raining out and he hated it. But a job is a job to do.
After two other recruits ran pass him, he ran towards the climb and started to climb.
This test was to figured how to get up there with what there was on the wall, which wasn't a lot.
But Nuke was doing okay on it so far. He was almost to the top when the worst possible thing happen.
His hand slip.
"No f***!" yelled Nuke as he quickly grab a edge. Now he was barely holding on for his life.
"I guess this is how my career ends," mutter Nuke. He tried lifting himself up, but he was low on energy and couldn't do.
Then, as Nuke was about to let go, something pushed him up.
"Huh?" mutter Nuke. Once he was safe, he turned around and say the person climbing up.
He seem normal. A built up upper body, as tall as Nuke, with green eyes.
"Hey you," said the man. "You look like you'll need help, so you're welcome."
"I was about to do it," said Nuke fluster with embarrassment.
"Don't try that," said the man with a chuckle. "You were about to fall. I could tell."
The two stand there for a minute without saying a word. Finally, the man said.
"Name's Jake," said the man. "What's yours?"
"Nuke," said Nuke.
"It was nice to meet you Nuke."
Present Day...
"Nuke?"
Nuke shook out of his trace. Everyone in the Limo was staring at him.
"Oh sorry," said Nuke, his face turning slight red. Then he look out of the limo. They were getting ready to start.
"Alright then," said President Macaw, giving Nuke a confused look. Leaning towards the diver, he said. "You can take the roof down."
"On it," said the Driver as he press a button. Then, after a few minutes the roof completely collapsed.
Standing on his feet, Nuke stand with the others as the Parade begin. He just act normal for the most part.
As normal as things can get.
MEANWHILE: IN A NEARBY BUILDING...
Three men in black and red uniforms of the Liberation were inside a room facing towards the parade. The One with the Naval Cape ordered the two privates to open the crate they had.
"What is in this thing that makes it so f******* heavy?! (Что в этой вещи, что делает его так f******* тяжелый?!)" groaned the privates as they lifted the top off, revealing the contents inside.
It was a Handheld missile launcher. Able to carry a 100 pound missile to any target it is program to with a 100 miles.
"F*** them (Ебать их)," snarled the Captain. The soldier holding the missile launcher let off a evil laugh as he press the trigger.
Back at the limo, things were going fine until Nuke heard a familiar sound.
"Get down Now!" yelled Nuke as he leap, shoving himself, the President, and the General and his Advisor out of the limo. Seconds later, the Limo explodes in a bright orange ball.
"What the hell?!" yelled President Macaw. But seconds later, more explosions were heard as Delta came to life.
"Nuke, you need to hear this," said Delta, switching to a radio of a police Officer near the Port.
"We are under attack. I repeat. We are under attack!" yelled the officer on the other end.
"Sir," said President Macaw. "Who is attacking?"
"The Liberation!" yelled the officer as gunfire can be heard in the background. "We need...."
The Transmitter cut off, leaving the four stunned. Delta broke the silence.
"Nuke, We need to get your gear," said Delta. "On it," said Nuke as he hotwired a motorcycle. "You two!" he yelled, pointing at Shepperd and Chase. "Keep the President safe!" as he took off.
"Alright then," said Shepperd. "Mr. President, we got to..." The two look over to see President Macaw pulling out a ARXL-15 assault rifle.
"These dam terrorists dare to attack our country," snarled President Macaw as he loaded the gun. "Sorry, but I going to fight them off American soil."
The two look at each other. They knew he wasn't budging with the idea, so they agree.
"Alright then," said Chase, pulling out a Pistol. "Let's go."
Back at Nuke's place...
Nuke slam through the front door as he ran downstairs towards his lab. "Delta, open the vault now."
"On it," said Delta as she shift through her code to activate the door.
Nuke walked up to the door as it opened, revealing the KR-45PR assault rifle, a Desert Eagle XL and his Mark V3 Battle suit.
"Time to go to work," said Nuke as he step into the suit as Delta activate the various robotic arms in the lab, helping him put on the suit.
"All power is up, all systems are 100%," said Delta. "You are ready to go Nuke."
"Good," said Nuke as he picked up the guns "Prep a Falcon for takeoff."
Back into the action...
The Tank shell hit Nuke HARD, sending him flying into the Korean War Veterans Memorial.
"F***," groan Nuke as he put his hand over the damaged area. Then he realized what happened.
The tank shell had completely shredded the armor. The Kinetic Armor wasn't able to stop it. It was useless.
"S***," muttered as he climbed back onto his feet and discovered what shot him.
He could hardly f****** believe it. "They have a Chinese Type XLA49 main Battle Tank," he muttered.
The tank turned its gun pointing directly at Nuke. "They really have it out for me," he giggled.
As he brace for the gun to fire, something else fired instead.
Once Nuke opened his eyes again, the tank lay in ruins, a smoking pile of scrap metal. Above it flying was...
"A R.A.B?!" yelled Nuke.
R.A.Bs or better known as Robotic Arsenal birds, are huge drones that carry a ton of firepower. The Miliary had been testing them for a few years now. But they weren't close to being complete, yet here was one.
Yet, why was he caring so much, he thought to himself. The dam thing just saved his life. Take it.
"I better find body armor," said Nuke as he throw the top of his armor off. That was the piece most shattered, but the bottoms and boots were still fine.
After that mishap, he ran like he meant it to the Lincoln Memorial, that look like a warzone.
Bodies and some armor vehicles lay around a hole near the front. Inside was a squad of 5 men.
"Someone's coming!" yelled one of the Privates as Nuke leap into the hole. "Hey!" yelled another. "Aren't you Nuke, the angel of death?"
"Yeah," said Nuke as he check his gun. "Got any spare body armor. Mine got hit by a tank."
"S***" said another Private. "That must had to hurt. But here!" he yelled as he toss a body vest to Nuke. As he put it on, a explosion rock the left of the hole.
"Get down!" yelled to what appeared to be their Sergeant. The 6 duck as Mortars struck the sides of the holes.
"You guys need air support badly!" yelled Nuke as the explosions stop, but was followed by a war cry.
Nuke peer over the top and saw a Group of Terrorists charging their position with just about anything.
"Open fire!" yelled the Sergeant. As he ended those words, the men, including Nuke, fired their guns. They were using the MR15 assault rifle.
"Eat this you b****!" yelled one of the Privates as his gun lay waste to anyone dare to charge in front of it.
Nuke stay silent as the Terrorists countied to charge with little regards to their own lives.
Eventually, all of the attacking Terrorists were dead, with none losses to themselves, but Nuke did noticed they were running out of ammo.
"You guys need air support now," said Nuke. "We can't," said the Sergeant. "They have a SAM turret on the roof of that building that's stopping all drones from getting here."
"Delta," said Nuke. "These men need air support. Give me the best way to get to that turret."
Sounds of blur and beep were heard before Delta reappeared.
"You can take that Missile Launcher from that Destroyed XLA LAV and use it to destroy the building," said Delta. "However, you have a mass armor formation coming this way, so you got to hurry."
"On it," said Nuke. He turned to the squad. "You guys, give me covering fire against that Armor Formation."
"On it," said the Sergeant. "Boys, get ready for action and get that Javelin XL anti tank missile launcher!"
With the plan in place, Nuke leap out of the Foxhole and ran towards the destroyed XLA LAV. The vehicle itself was in a wreck, but its missiles launcher was still in good shape.
But he was only halfway across the field when a explosion rock the ground next to him. The Armor Formation had arrived.
Suddenly, loud gunfire erupted from the foxhole, followed by anti tank missiles flying over head.
Arriving at the Armored Vehicle, Nuke talk to Delta. "Delta, operate tool number #45 to remove the missile launcher," said Nuke.
A tool came out of the Power glove, and which Nuke used to remove the missile Launcher from the vehicle.
"Alright," said Delta. "Now destroy the target on that building."
"On it," Nuke replied as he aim it towards the SAM turret as the sounds of the armor formation drew closer.
"Target accured..." said Delta. "FIRE NOW!"
Nuke press the trigger, letting loss two missiles that flew over Mach 1 that when it reach the building housing the SAM turret, it erupted into a ball of flames.
"Get out of there NOW!" yelled Delta. Nuke ran as a explosion rock the remaining bits of the vehicle send him tumbling before getting back up again.
Minutes later, shells and missiles rained down on the armor formation, leaving nothing but scrap metal.
"Whoa hoo!" yelled the Squad as the R.A.B that saved Nuke flew overhead. Nuke ran pass them as he ran towards the white house.
As he ran, he passed bodies of soldiers of both Terrorists and Americans and ruined vehicles. He was hopeing that President Macaw was still ok.
However, he was so distracted in his thoughts that he didn't see a squad of Terrorists, one carrying a XShot 5000 Sniper Rifle, shot at him.
Nuke's vison became blurry as he collapse to the ground. His head hurting from what appeared to be two flashbangs and his right leg and shoulder was hurting.
"Nuke!"
Yelled someone. He couldn't tell. He saw someone with body armor and carrying a ARXL-15 yelling at someone else.
He felt someone pulling him away before he pass out.
She didn't remember much from last night. She must have collapsed from exhaustion and passed out while she was still digging the hole.
She was now cold, wet, and covered in mud.
Scootaloo moaned, "Now I need to be clean again." Thankfully, she at least had a place to go.
She started down the dirt path, sprinting through the town, the wind rushing through her mane. She did not want anyone to see her. Even with a towel, it did not even come close to covering her.
Her spot was the spa. She was lucky that there were free showering facilities available.
Racing past the other ponies (some more annoyed than others), she manage to find a showering unit and lock the door.
"Finally," said Scootaloo with a sign of relief as she turned on the water. Its refreshing effect spread across her body as she washed the mud off herself.
Once her body was done, she moved on to her legs and then to...
She would rather not talk about them. Yet....)
Once she was done with the shower, she put on her hoodie and gloves. Afterward, she turned to face the time.
It was 10 minutes late in the morning.
"Oh s***!" yelled Scootaloo as she ran out of the door. "Gotta Go!"
....
Scootaloo galloped across the woodland at a pace she had never believed possible.
Scootaloo mentally scolded herself for falling asleep as she muttered, "I hope I am not too late."
When she did, though, she realized it was already too late.
It seemed strangely quiet inside the schoolhouse as Scootaloo walked up to it. Her hooves trampled some leaves and sticks to the ground.
There was a letter on the door. After taking the note off the door, Scootaloo read it.
Noticed:
Off to Canterlot for a field trip. Won't be back until later.
"Sign," said Scootaloo as she let the paper go off into the breeze. Even for just a day, she had been dying to leave this place and spend some time with Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle.
Scootaloo walked down the dirt path as she left the schoolhouse since she had nothing else to do except think as she went.
A voice that wasn't her own stated, "They abandoned you again."
Scootaloo stop, as a black shadow stands in front of her, her eyesight begins to flutter. It resembled Scootaloo but was darker and lacked eyes.
Scootaloo replied to the shadowy figure, "They didn't. Scootaloo said, "I just slept in a little late."
The dark figure snarled, "Don't give me that bull****," as it vanished and then reappeared behind her.
The shadowy figure responded, "You know what it's like to be abandoned. " You promised to never be abandoned again. “Nevertheless, here we are.”
Scootaloo did nothing but stare at the shadowy person. She retorted, "That is not true.”
The dark figure snickered at Scootaloo’s remark.
“Don’t lie to me,” said the figure as it stared at Scootaloo. “You are simply a terrified, young foal that is plagued by those earlier years.”
Scootaloo remained quiet. When she opened her eyes, the eerie figure was gone. The dirt walkway was the only thing present.
Scootaloo continued down the path while muttering, "I must be going crazy.”
Or am I already?
After a few minutes of walking, Scootaloo returned to Ponyville. None of the main six, including Twilight, were in sight. Which was fortunate because she did not need another lecture from her, but it made her feel a little sad.
Rainbow Dash.
Rainbow Dash was her closest friend, second only to Sweetie Belle and Apple Bloom. She often regarded Rainbow Dash as a big sister and looked up to her.
She could still picture their initial meeting.
A few years ago...
Scootaloo yelled in fury, "Come on!"
Scootaloo was cutting down trees in the forest close to Sweet Apple Acres in order to earn money to put toward purchasing a new hoodie and in the hopes of earning a cutie mark.
“Keep it up,” said an older Lumberjack pony who was watching her. He was struck by the filly's sheer power.
The pony remarked, "You certainly have the strength of an earth pony." Scootaloo gave the pony a brief glare. She detested being compared to an earth pony.
Suddenly, the pony heard something off into the woods and left to check it out, leaving her alone.
Chopping down more wood faster than probity earth ponies could, she was out of logs to chop before she knew it.
“Whoa,” said Scootaloo, panting. “That’s a workout.”
But just as she turned to walk away, she noticed a rainbow blur racing over her head. She was immediately drawn to it as she ran towards it.
She followed the rainbow blur. It was going really, really fast. Well, it was until it fell to the ground after stumbling into an arbitrary cloud.
Scootaloo ran in the direction of where the pony had crashed to make sure it was not hurt.
Once she got there, she saw the pony. A blue mare with a rainbow-colored mane
“Are you ok?" said Scootaloo as she reached her hoof out. The mare grabbed it.
“I’m fine,” said the mare as she got back on her feet. Scootaloo then noticed her cutie mark. A cloud with a rainbow lightning bolt.
You have a cool cutie mark, Scootaloo remarked. The mare exclaimed, "I do," with enthusiasm. “It demonstrates that I am the most skilled flier in Equestria.”
Scootaloo smiled. However, it was not really a smile because she could feel her mind screaming at her once more.
“Hey,” said the mare. “It’s pretty warm out here today for a filly like you to wear a hoodie.” Scootaloo signs.
Scootaloo's body trembled as if it were cold, "I just... like wearing them, that is all," she said.
Okay, the mare replied. She wasn’t buying it. She could tell the filly was a terrible liar. She wouldn't, however, press the issue.
“Oh, the name’s Rainbow Dash,” said the mare. “And yours?”
“It’s Scootaloo.”
PRESENT DAY…..
She wished that Dash was here. But if the rest of the Main Six weren’t around, Rainbow Dash wasn’t here either.
With nothing else really to do, Scootaloo walked to the only other place she often went to.
The gym.
Swinging the door open, Scootaloo walked inside the building. Ponies around were using the machines and equipment.
Including one pony.
"Hello, little Scootaloo,” said Bulk Bicaps. He was a massive Pegasus with huge muscles.
“Stop calling me that,” said Scootaloo, teasing as she grabbed two dumbbells with her hoofs.
“You know I’m too old for that.”
“Yeah, about that,” said Bulk Bicaps as he sat down on the bench Scootaloo was on.
“Isn’t your birthday coming up?”
Scootaloo looked at him. He knew, and she knew as well.
“I know,” said Scootaloo as she put the dumbbells down and put the towel around her sweating head.
“But I really don’t care much,” she replied.
That wasn't 100% true. But it was mostly true. The only good thing was that she would have a few more years until she could leave this place.
“Why not?" said Bulk Bicaps. “Don’t your friends and the rest of the orphanage know?”
Scootaloo sign. “Most of the orphanage doesn’t care, and my friends..."
“I haven’t told them yet.”
Bulk Bicaps was in disbelief. He had some awareness of Scootaloo's poor mental state. However, she would always be genuinely happy and open with her friends when they were present.
Are you okay? Bulk Biscaps inquires.
Scootaloo got to her feet and made her way over to one of the lift bars, saying, "I am fine." She lifted herself up and down while grabbing it with her hooves, strengthening her arm muscles.
Bulk Biscaps observed her as she sped up until she collapsed to the ground from exhaustion and said, "You do not seem so," as he observed.
Scootaloo looked at the clock and said, "I got to go," before picking up her towel.
She bid Bulk Bicaps farewell and then left the gym, leaving him very worried.
She walked through Ponyville as the windy late-afternoon chills filled the air. She noticed that most ponies were closing their businesses to spend time with their families.
Families.
Her mind started to wander as soon as she considered that word. She didn’t have a family. If she did, she wouldn’t be stuck here in the crappy orphanage.
This has always made her mad and jealous of foals who have families.
Was I left behind?
You were.
Scootaloo let out a mental groan. Again, she heard the voice in her head.
Would you stop talking? Scootaloo asked. The voice then giggled loudly once more.
The voice said, "You know I am here all the time. I am impossible to get rid of.”
Scootaloo remained silent after that. The voice wasn’t wrong. It will always be there, no matter if she dislike it.
So she decided to ignore the voice. Eventually, it stopped talking.
“Finally,” muttered Scootaloo as she counted on her walk towards the woods.
Once she was in the woods, she sat down with her back on a rock. Taking her hood off, she listen to the sounds of the forest.
