Every door was locked and the windows were boarded. Stalliongrad was at war. A storm was brewing; the wind almost felt like a gale, it was raining heavily. It was almost like hell.

Mike and I had made it to the Pony side of Stalliongrad in time before they completely blocked it off. It wasn’t easy evading dozens of angry Gryphons but somehow we managed, nah im kidding, I’ll give you a hint; it involved an ice cream cart and a flamethrower.  We ran inside a local police station, only to realize every police officer in Stalliongrad was out in the streets clubbing Gryphons. Apparently ponies knew about “Deputizing”. The second we walked into the police station the two available police officers rushed towards us.

“You two” A Police officer shouted he was wearing a blue vest and had a black riot helmet on; in his hoof was a baton “Grab a Baton and a helmet, we need everypony we can!”

…I like batons…alot

The 2nd police officer ran into what seemed to be the armory and came out with two batons and two helmets (1 Helmet made especially for unicorns). I grabbed the helmet and plopped it on my head, it was surprisingly heavy. Next came the baton, the baton was the opposite of the helmet. The helmet was heavy, clunk, and meant to prevent pain, the baton was light, nimble, and meant to cause pain, I liked the baton better.

“Just stick with us and the other officer’s and you will be okay” The first officer said

“Relax we can handle ourselves” Mike said in his usual bravado

We walked outside and followed the two ponies for a couple blocks, almost losing them a couple times in the dark. That was when we saw a cluster of blue and black riot policemen in the center of a park. We were now in the semi-poor area, right on the border of it actually. If I looked back I could see the metropolis skyscrapers and homes, do another 180 and I saw rundown apartment buildings and sketchy characters all around.

“Well this is…not my fault” Mike said to me

“No it really isn’t…” I said, I was about to explain why Mike was innocent of starting a riot when I heard a voice interrupt me

“VESPI! VINYL!” I turned around to see Blue Breeze standing in front of me, wearing a helmet and carrying a baton. For a second he saw Vinyl Scratch, I didn’t realize he knew Mike’s alias.

“Blue Breeze” I exclaimed “How’d you get here?”

“I wanted to go to Manechester, but bad weather made me fly to this hell hole. This place is only like 20 miles away from New Marington too” Blue Breeze said. I looked at my wings, I forgot about those little fellers. What stopped me from just flying away from this place?

I was about to respond but I heard the sharp blast of a whistle. All the riot policemen ran towards the edge of the park. I couldn’t help but notice how few deputies there were. The “real” policemen wore protective vests and some of the unicorns had shields; the few deputies here besides us 3 just had helmets, batons, and scared facial expressions.

Thee unicorns carrying shields went out I front, forming a shield wall. The second line was made up of the experienced police officers, the third and fourth walls were made out of the deputies and the other remaining officers.

Just then Fancington walked by

“Evening gents, but I seem to have misplaced my wallet at the hands of a fellow Gryphon. Have any of you fine persons seen a pink leather wallet?” Fancington asked

No response, but someone threw a smoke bomb at him…good for them!

I looked out onto the horizon and saw a mass of white and brown. There was a rivaling army of Gryphons marching towards us. Some of the rioters were carrying crude weapons like clubs, knives, and a couple swords or spears.

“HALT IMMIDEATELY” I heard from behind. A strong looking unicorn was shouting into a microphone “YOU WILL BE MET WITH DEADLY FORCE!” The unicorn seemed to be the chief of police, instead of a riot helmet he wore a police officer’s hat and a more decorative vest instead of a protective vest. Despite the fact that he wasn’t supposed to be in the fight I had the feeling he was no elderly pansy policemen.

“We have rights you asshole!” A Gryphon shouted out

“FUCK YOUR RIGHTS BIIIYYATCH!” The stallion maturely called out, like I said.

The Gryphons stopped maybe 50 feet from us and formed their own line.

“Can’t we like tear gas them or something?” Mike asked

“Not as fun” One of the officers responded

This wasn’t going to end very well. Everyone looked at each other tensely. Then a loud inhumane screech echoed over the entire city. Something that wasn’t pony, nor human, nor Gryphon, it was a BEAVER.

“Are you shitting me…” Blue Breeze cursed in a shaky voice. The confused questions all came at once.

“What was that?”

“Where did that come from?”

“That didn’t sound too good”

“Anyone got chap stick?”

“Is it a dragon?”

That was when I noticed the Gryphons turn around, there was some screaming somewhere and it looked as though the Gryphons were fighting something. I grabbed the Commanding Officer’s binoculars and flew up a little bit, just 3 or 4 feet in the air. The Gryphon’s were fighting a horde of…BEAVERS!

“We got to help them?” I shouted

“What did you see son?” The commanding officer said

“BEAVERS! LOTS AND LOTS OF FUCKING BEAVERS!” I shouted. Everyone turned around; all their mouths were open in fear.

“The beavers from the Shaky Forest you mean?” An officer asked

“Yea those beavers” Mike said

I looked out into the Gryphon mob again, only to find the dregs of the once powerful looking army. Many of the Gryphons lay dead on the street, being ripped open by…beavers.

“O Celestia…” Someone cursed

The feral beavers soon rushed towards our shield wall. I wasn’t really afraid of being attacked dead on, but there were other roads connecting to the park, were they smart enough to try and surround us? Also, how bad was the infestation? And of course, why the FUCK are beavers just randomly going around eating people!? THERE BEAVERS!

The first wave of beavers made a lunge for the shield wall; fortunately the furry demons bounced right off the riot shields. The second row of police ponies began to club mercilessly at the beavers through the few holes in the wall. The batons were made to be non-lethal but before long the beavers were very little more than pelts.

The second wave was more daunting then the first, far more daunting. The first wave consisted of just stray beavers that singularly ran towards the ponies. The second wave was so thick full of beavers that the concrete and cement was barely noticeable.

It was clear some ponies were going to die. The wave hit the first line of police ponies like a storm, some of the ponies went flying backwards. The second wave was met with the second line of police ponies, followed by the third, and then finally our line.

***

“God dammit we have to leave now!” Tyler shouted, He, Nico, Dan, and the unconscious Conor were on a balloon to Canterlot, but there good friends Mike and Vespi were nowhere to be seen.

“We can’t just leave them here!” Dan protested “Come on we got to go find them!”

“Dipshit, like half the city is overrun with beavers, we have to leave NOW!” Tyler shouted, he didn’t want to leave Mike or Vespi, but he wasn’t about to die over them either.

“I’ll be fine, I can fly remember?” Dan said, unfurling his wings to give them a quick check.

“Not in this winds dumbass you’ll die!” Tyler said “And this is the last balloon out of here, we got to hurry!”

Dan felt a massive confliction, he could save his friends and meet up with his other friends later, but could die on the way…or go with his other friends and pray for the best. Dan chose option 1.

“Don’t worry I’ll be fine” Dan said. Tyler gave one glance back and hoped onto the zeppelin. There were maybe only 20 other ponies on the zeppelin, several were wounded but Conor was the worse off. Nico, Tyler, and Dan knew if he was going to survive he had to get to Canterlot.

Just as they were about to take off, Nico jumped off the balloon.

“What are you doing?” Tyler asked

“I can’t just leave Dan” Nico said “Are you coming?”

“Someone has to watch Conor though!” Tyler said, he didn’t want to be the only one not doing the chivalrous thing. So he chose to go with the “Screw responsibility let’s do something interesting for once” option. He jumped off the balloon and ran to catch up with his friends.

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