FIGHT LIKE HELL, FIGHT LIKE DOOM MARINE!

Ch.16: Out of Town...

(Bryan/Doom Marine, Canterlot Castle, one week later...)

Well, things have been, for the most part, settled down. There were a few skirmishes breaking out throughout the city, as its citizens were still acting up. But we sorted that out, mostly either Luna or Tia will come out to calm them down. Other times, the others and I would have to come out and make them calm, with the usual; stun their sorry-asses, or get up close and personal. They even tried to shift the blame on us for starting this war, which is complete bullshit. Seriously, the Nobility has gotten worse still, more so than ever.

Of course, there was that briefcase Vincent had kept secret from us, saying that it was some new upgrades for some of the weapons, and new mods for our Pistols. The Pistols will have a new design to them, since it'll push up to Mark V, faster rate of fire, quick draw, and instead of blue neon lights, it's red. As for its mods; a Silence Sniper, and Rapid-Fire. Silence Sniper is, as it is intended for; Infiltration and Assassination. Headshots are very advisable, for they'll get the job done, and with the Scope added to it, zooming in will charge up your shot. Rapid-Fire comes with a extended mag, the Predator's Tri-laser, and a long barrel. Firing at a five-round short burst, you'll lay waste to your targets, and aiming down your sight will enter Full-Auto, but will eventually overheat, overtime.

Either way, we have to remember that, this is a prototype. But hey, at least VEGA was there to help create it. No way in Hell are any of us leaving Vincent by himself again.

Speaking of which, about five days ago, we haven't seen Tia ever since we got back. So, what did we do? Go look for her! Asking about, they all said that they saw her running around the castle, like a headless chicken, and barricaded herself inside her room. We were both surprised by this, and went straight for her bedchamber. Once I kicked down the door, we found the place in a heap of mess! I mean, really Tia!? We leave you by yourself, and you somehow manage to make a mess of yourself, and your room! Christ, I thought she placed herself within a food coma, but she was just sleeping off her late-night snacks.

Once she woke up, and saw us, she started screaming like a madwoman and throwing all of her rubbish at us. Well, most of it was aimed at Vincent, and it became apparent why she was running around the castle in the first place; all because of Vincent. Still though, if only she didn't act like a stubborn asshat, none of this would've happened in the first place. Shaking my head in annoyance, while Vincent took on her pitiful trashy assault, I walked around her bed, grabbed her by the mane, and dragged her off to the bathroom. Because she really needed to shower off the filthy fucking stains on her! Once I threw her inside, I yelled at her to clean herself up, while also ordering the two dipshits standing guard at her door to get some maids up here.

Nodding theirs head frantically, they speeded off, while Vincent and I started picking up all of the rubbish Tia left lying around. You know, for someone who is royalty, she sure knows how to horde quite the food stash, although the sweet-tooth kind of food. And now you're probably thinking; why the Hell are you guys cleaning up for her!? Let the maids do the job! It's what they're there for! You're right about that, but when you have a mother who snaps at you for not cleaning up your rubbish in your room, you pick up on why she was always so pissed at you. Even when your father warned you about that habit. So yeah, there's my only reason for doing this, besides taking off some of the workload for the maids. I mean, c'mon man, have some dignity for fuck sakes. Take up responsibility for yourself.

Vincent did whine about her messing up his armour with ice-cream stains and such, but only for a little bit. Once we were done picking up every last rubbish, a group of maids came in with the cleaning material. They were actually surprised by us for doing the rubbish, and had them in two separate piles; one for recycling, the other for throwing out, obviously. Once we put the piles in their bags, and having the maids clean up Vincent's chest-plate, I told them to sweep, clean and tidy up everything in here, except the bed. They were confused as to why, so I told them I want Tia to do it herself. The maids, and those two guards, were staring at me like some lunatic, that just came out from the loony bin. Pulling out the Heavy Assault Rifle, the maids got the message and went to work, sweeping, cleaning, and tidying the place up, leaving the bed alone for Tia.

Once everything was nice and proper, Tia finally came out looking nice and proper herself. When she saw that things were back to normal, she was about to thank the maids, until she noticed her bed not made. Asking why, I told her to tidy it up herself, upon which she did a double take-back from that statement. Seeing me with my gun out still, she knew not to argue with me and went to do it. She was about to use her magic, but I snapped at her for that, and explained to her that to make the bed 'NORMALLY'. And by that, I mean by hand. No magic. Just her bare hands.

Now, during that time, she was literally shaking and sweating profusely, because she didn't know how to make her own bed! Let me tell you, it was funny watching her do it, because all she did, was destroying it all, piece by piece. At the very end of it, both me and Vincent were laughing our asses the fuck off, because she somehow made it all crumble in on itself, and went up in flames! No, I'm being legitimately serious about this; she set her own bed on fire! While we were both still laughing at this, the rest were watching on, staring at it with wide eyes and slack-jawed, as Tia was freaking out over this, shouting out for us to fix this.

Trying to catch our breaths, I managed to shove some of them out of the way, and had Vincent go find a Fire Extinguisher. Giving a mock salute, he uses his Haste power-up and ran out to find one. Looking back, Tia was on the other side, jumping and flailing like an idiot, while trying to put out the fire, only to make it worse. Before she could do anymore damage to her stuff, Vincent came back with the Fire Extinguisher, readied it and aimed the hose at the fire, with Tia in sight. Once he started, white cloud spewed out from the hose, putting out the fire and covering the bed in white. As for Tia, well, she looked more like a snowman now, all we have to do is add the buttons, the eyes, and the carrot nose.

Once done, Tia shook off the stuff and glared at us both. Although, the maids were all glaring back at her, which shockingly surprised her. They all placed in their opinions on how she was making the bed, which only lead to the same conclusion: Learn how to properly make a bed! Vincent whispered to me that he wanted to see if Tia got anymore hidden stashes of goodies, because he doubts that was all of it. Shrugging my shoulders, I just waved him off to do what he wants to do, which he greedily took. I just left Tia to her problems.

Now if only we could have recorded all of which has happened in there. Shame, really...

Anyway, back to the here and now. Azurai and Tahilla are no longer with us, stating that they must return and report in to the old man. They did say that they'll be back, and with forces to back us up. Before they left though, Azurai asked me if I wanted him to relay anything to her, so I told him this. "Just tell her I'll be seeing her real soon." With that said, we bowed to each other, and they disappeared. Heading back to Tartarus, their home.

Sighing, I went over to a table and reviewed the reports the Lunar Guard had written up. Apparently, it seems that Cocoon has called off all operations and pulled her forces back home. They couldn't track them, since each Changeling army stationed in every strategic position to overtake other settlements and cities, have teleported off. I'm surprised she didn't have them take it all. Probably because of me and how I fucked it all up for her, from when we first met, to the Crystal Empire. The rest were when I was setting out to find my brothers, only for us to fuck it all up even more for her. Four times.

Hearing someone entering in, I looked up and saw Nightwish, Captain of the Lunar Guard. "So, what do you think it means?" She asked me.

"Obviously, she doesn't want a repeat of losing." I told her. "Cocoon has already lost four times in a row, with only one small victory in the last scuffle. She hardly knows anything about us Doom Marines, and she's not willing to lose anymore, than what she already has lost."

"So she goes into hiding for now. Lay low until she got something to work with." Nightwish stated.

"Yes. That's pretty much it. Unfortunately, more experiments of abominations. Fucking terrific." I spat out, shaking my head in annoyance. "Seriously, this bitch got some issues."

"Sir, feel free to say no to this, because it'll feel far left field... But, when was the last time you actually had fun?" That...was a pretty weird question to ask someone like me. Then again, she is right. When was the last time I had fun? When was the last time any of us had fun? Something outside of all the killing and murdering, the ripping and tearing of the enemy.

"... Not for the longest of time." I answered her. "I mean, there was Manehattan..."

"Sir, you really need to loosen up." She said to me, looking at me with a scolding look.

"Well excuse me for trying to keep all of you fuckers alive! War was all I've ever done, killing is all I've ever knew how to do! You think it's just easy to go back to doing normal things in life!?" I growled at her, upon which she backed off in fear, realising how much she ended up on pissing me off.

"I-I'm sorry sir! I didn't k-know it--!"

"Shut up!" I snapped at her, holding a hand up to stop her talking any further. "In case you've forgotten, you remember the blood you smelled when we first met?"

"How can I forget that? I can still smell it on you and the other two!"

"Well guess what? That's the Blood of Demons we've slain. When this was brought to light, the first to realise this were the dragons, since they got noses that beats most of any other nose." I sighed at this, the memories of that mission, that one mission where I had to go with the Dragon Empress, back to her kingdom... Where I...

"... Sir??" Snapping back to reality, I looked at her for a moment. "Are you...?"

"It's nothing you need to worry about. Back to your question, no we didn't. We couldn't, because it was a very different time, all those years ago." I explained to her. "It was far too different for us, and not everyone back then trusted us that much. Sure, we can kill Demons with effective results, but that didn't earned us the best reputations. As a matter of fact, if they saw you bat ponies, they would have tried to wipe you guys out."

"That's horrible!" She exclaimed, feeling appalled by this.

"That's only because Equestria, to us, was only starting out, as a species. We categorised that whole thing medieval, or primeval even. Only because of how things were playing out." I told her, shaking my head at the beginning of our new lives. "Honestly, what a way to start out. Not to mention, some of them even tried to kill us."

"What is wrong with them!?"

"Different time, different mindset, different people. These guys weren't cultists, but they were so deluded, they didn't know what they were doing. No control over their actions. So, we had to kill them off. Although, the populace didn't like that, we had no other option at the time..."

"Can we not talk about this!? I'm feeling sick just listening to this." She hissed out.

"Sorry, just telling you how it was back then..." I told her.

"Okay! It's official, you lot are going out to have some real fun!" She declared out loudly, pointing towards me. "Right now, the Mane Six are heading back to their hometown, know as Ponyville..."

"Oh great, more shitty-ass pony puns." I complained.

"Sir!!"

"Alright, alright! But what about Luna and Tia? They'll need to know about this." I said to her.

"Worry not! I got that one covered. This was something Princess Luna sort of slipped from her tongue." She explained to me. "Anyway, I'll go tell her. You and your brothers should get ready..."

(One hour later...)

"Oh, take care my sweet little darlings." Twilight's mother, upon which we learned was named Twilight Velvet, or Velvet, so we don't get mixed up, said as she hugged her children. Cadence was also coming down to Ponyville with us, along with the same squad of Lunar Guard I worked with back in Manehattan. VEGA had to stay behind, looking after things up here.

"Don't worry mum, we'll be fine." Twilight said to her mother before separating and hugged her father, Night Light.

"Everything will work out, don't give up." He said to her.

"I won't daddy." She said to him. Once all the hugging was over, we all got on the train. Chrysalis wanted to stay behind, saying that she didn't want to leave her Hive unattended. Responsibilities and such.

Tia tried to squeeze in some more Guard, but I told her not to spread her forces out too thinly. When we got on, the train started moving, as the group waved out toward those on the train station, until we were both out of each other's sight. Me and the bros were seated at the back, checking out our new Pistols. Trying on the different mods...

"... Hey!" Snapping our head towards the sound, it was RD, who jumped back from us. "Wow!"

"What is it?" I asked her.

"Um... Well, okay, I gotta know, how come you guys don't mingle with us that much?" She inquired. "I mean..."

"Because we chose that." I answered her. "Can we really not have our peace and quiet? Alone within familiarity?"

"Okay, okay, sorry." She groaned at this. "Man, no wonder why Pinkie has yet to throw you guys a party."

"Because I told her it won't work."

"I know that, but it's also because she can't get to you. She said something about still pushing us away." She explained to us.

"It's complicating, and it's best you not know of it yet." I told her with a sigh.

"Anyway, why can't we have those weapons?" She asked her next question.

"Because you can't pick them up." Vincent answered her this time. "No matter what, you guys can't pick any of our guns up."

"What about magic?" Rares asked next, as she came up.

"You couldn't even pick it up with your magic, and teleporting it will only end up falling on your head the next second." Vincent answered her. "Not to mention, giving you guys this technology, is out of the question." For some reason, every single one of them — excluding Fluttershy — just groaned at this.

"This isn't a game and it's not up to debate. Besides, you've already invented T.V.s and all that other stuff." I reminded them. "And you all did it without the need of weapons..."

"What's that suppose to mean!?" RD shouted, glaring at us.

"It means you invented things, without war breaking out." I answered her coldly, which really got them all shivering. "You see, for us humans, war fills out most of mankind's history. While it is bad, it's also good..."

"How can you say that!?" Twilight screamed at this.

"Sorry, Twi. That was controversial, but just let me explain." I said to her, as she and the others calmed down enough for me to talk. "Now, as I stated before, war is bad. No mistake. Why? Because a lot of people die in these things, such as the nature of war. Not everyone makes it back, and you wish for all of them to come back home unscathed. Unfortunately, that's not the case." I explained to them, as much as I didn't want to tell them this, they need to learn. So I continued on. "As to why it is also a good thing, because there are technological advancements being developed, along with creating many jobs back home. The economy grows, new discoveries of Research & Development, and so on and so forth. That's how our species has grown and survived for so long..."

"But... All those ponies..." We heard Fluttlershy whimpered.

"Flutters, we're humans, not ponies. Your kind needs to understand and accept that it's not alone, nor is it superior. Supremacy is not a life, it's dictatorship." I said to her.

"B-b-but--!" She tried to talk, but I held a hand up to stop her.

"Flutters, let me tell you this; nothing is ever truly the same. Things change, and you need to learn to accept these changes. Also, calling someone a pony, who's not really one, is offensive." I explained to her, reminding them all from that Conferences back in Manehattan. "See? Now you all remember why, because it wasn't just your kind in there..."

"Y'all said that there was some good in war? But those things ya said didn't make any sense. Ah'm still skeptical about that." AJ stated. "Because all I know is war ain't good for nothing!"

"I wasn't even trying to deny that it isn't bad from the start." I snapped at her, getting really agitated by this stupidity and not paying attention to details. She was about to say something, only for Twilight's magic to appear around her mouth and clamped it shut.

"Applejack, let him talk." She said to her, narrowing her eyes. "And pay attention this time."

"Thank you, Twilight." I gave her my thanks, and gave them one better. "Now, the main reason why war is good, is because you learn from it. You learn why these soldiers, these brave men and courageous women, who put their very lives on the line, fought, and died. They did it just so the rest of us can actually live a life. A life where there's prosperity. Peace and Harmony are, but a luxury, because it is an eventuality. It never lasts forever, as much as we all like that." Once I was finished, they all stared at us, not uttering a single word.

Rolling my eyes, me, Vincent and Kevin ignored them, minding our own, while their brains worked on rebooting. Although, once the train passed straight through a tunnel, I could have sworn I heard something else, besides the train's rattling and whistling. Although, Kevin helped with confirming it.

"We have unwanted attention." He texted us both. Great, more idiots to take care of...

"ALRIGHTY Y'ALL, LISTEN UP!!!" We all heard a voice shouted out, and as we came out from the tunnel, we saw some guys inside the train cart, holding up... REVOLVERS!?

Nightwish was the first to respond to this. "WHAT IS THE MEANING OF THIS!?" Although, that got the one shouting to aim at her, pulling on the trigger.

Luckily, I got in front of her, and took the shot. As soon as we heard his gun go off, I felt the bullet hit me, but bounced off my armour and fell to the floor. Looking down at the bottom left, the bullet itself only managed to shave one point off, from my armour.

"... Well, that ain't right. That should punched right through your armour." He said, surprised about this development.

As for me, I didn't say anything, just whipped out my new Pistol, charged my shot and blew his head off. When the rest of his buddies saw this happen, they did the smartest thing to stay alive; drop their weapons, surrendering, and begging for mercy.

"Oh sweet Celestia, please! Please don't kill us!"

"We surrender! Have mercy on us, just don't kill us!"

"... Alright." I told them. "Just as long you're the only two left." Nodding their heads, I had the Guard strip them of their weapons and ammunition, and have it laid down on a table. With those two cuffed and restrained. Me and the bros inspected the Revolvers, emptying out their chambers of bullets, and seeing the workings of historical pieces in the flesh.

"Jesus Christ, man. These really are Revolvers." Vincent commented, aiming downwards, cocking it, and pulled the trigger, the ignition hammer snapping into place. "Yep, all in working order. The real big question is; how did they get these guns?" He asked, and his question did not go unheard.

"Uh... W-well, you see..." One of the bandits started to speak up. "These guns were given to us by the boss, the one you killed." He answers.

I groaned at this. "Well, shit. Now we have to find the Black Market the hard way. Alright, I want you to tell us as much as you can..." And he talked. The reason why the guns they carried with them was unheard of, because Celestia was too much of a idly, lazy bitch, for the most part. But it was also thanks to the Nobility taking all of her attention, that making the weapons and selling them was easy. It's even hinted that they think the Nobility, is also funding the materials and such, to continue on producing it. Wherever this group is, no one knows, but they have a select few meeting spots, where you can make the grab, at a reasonable price. They also explained that, the rounds are not enchanted, by any means, of magic. Well, at least it narrows it down to who's making them.

"... The Revolvers, they can't be the only guns they're making, right?" Vincent asked them.

They shook their heads. "No sir, but they were the cheapest to get. Other ones were pretty expensive, including this new multi-barrel automated gun. Not much is said about it, save for it can mow down a lot of ponies, with a lot of bullets." One of them explained.

"A fucking Gatling Gun." I stated. "Now they're making machine guns!"

"That ain't good man. And with this war going on, it'll make a lot of people go towards them, for better arsenal." Vincent commented.

"Hey, uh, not to be rude or anything, but how do you know all of this?" One of the bandits asked.

"That was more stupid, than rude. But if our Pistols weren't enough, then fine, we'll show you our arsenal." That being said, I lined up all of my weaponry, coupled with Kevin's Burst and Vortex Rifles, and Vincent's Lightning Gun. Everyone just stared at it in awe and fear. Fear being the bandits. "Does that answer your question?"

"Well... Yeah, that does explain a lot. You guys made guns long before any other being in this world." The bandit said, as they both were slack-jawed.

"Sir, what should we do with them, after we reach Ponyville?" Nightwish asked me.

"Have them on lockdown, and send word for transportation. I want them moved up in Canterlot until further notice." Nodding her head, we looked upon Twilight writing a letter, and having one of the twin drakes send it by flame. It was weird when Twilight explained it before, and it still is, besides the coloration reminding me of those Barons of Hell, when they start throwing green fire balls at you.

"... So, where does that leave us?" We all looked at AJ, when she asked that question. "Ah mean, y'all said you weren't gonna give us any. But now..."

"We'll figure that part out later, for now, these will be under lock and key." Nodding our heads in agreement, the Lunar Guard confiscated them, but they weren't confident enough to pick the last one, from a dead man. Rolling my eyes, I went over to the blood dripping corpse, and removed it.

"... Okay, that's just gross, sir." I heard one of them comment.

"Spare me the fucking lightweight commentary, I don't care what you think." I snapped back at whoever said it. "Are we close to reaching town?"

"Yes darling. Come here, and you can see it." Doing as suggested by Rares, I came over to the windows, after I handed over the belt and that. Looking outside, we saw the town where they live, which seems to be a decent change of pace.

"Well, that's something, and it's close by the Everfree. So that's good." Vincent stated, which got confused looks from the rest.

"Pardon me for my negligences, but why is that a good thing?" She asked.

"Because if the town tries to kill us, they'll have to catch us. I doubt they want to come after us in there." Vincent answered her.

"... ARE YOU COCO IN THE LOCO!?" We heard Pinkie shouted.

"That's a big understatement." I snarked off. "He's completely insane, but he's right about one thing; how can we be sure the entire town won't try to kill us?"

"Now why would they wanna go do that!? I mean, sure, we jumped to conclusions out of pure superstition at first glance! But--!" Rainbow started talking, but I cut her off.

"RD, you just confirmed that much." I stated, making the lot think about this.

Sighing, Twilight spoke up. "Girls, they're right. We need to make sure that all of Ponyville know that the Doom Marines are not a threat."

"Well, that's gonna be kinda hard! Because of the whole 'DOOM' theme surrounding them and all! I mean, whoever has heard of a Doom Marine!?" Rainbow placed her input, which was a pretty good pointer. No thanks to Tia for pacifying everything in the country. While that may be a good thing, she has unfortunately let everyone around the world know about this.

Eventually, we were pulling up into the train station, and we saw a lot of people waiting there. Looking towards the girls, they were just as surprised by this.

"Wait, how come most of the town is here? We didn't tell anypony about this." Twilight stated, which got me a little concerned.

Getting back up, I pulled out my Plasma Rifle, attaching the Stun Bomb mod on. The other two followed my example. "Okay, here's how it's gonna go: Girls and Drakes, you guys huddle up and stick together. Nightwish, I need four of your Guard to stay with these two at all times."

"You got it, sir. Anything else?" She said, as she picked out her chosen four.

"Form up around the group, defensive formation. You're on point, lead us straight to Twilight's castle, and no matter what, don't stop." I told her, as I pointed towards the prisoners. "Keep them in the back. I don't want them getting any funny ideas." She nodded her head at this plan.

"What about us, bro?" Vincent asked.

"Vince, you got the right side covered. I'll be on the left, and Kevin will be on rear guard duty, behind the prisoners." Agreeing on the plan, we were about to get ready, only for someone to come up and knock on the window.

"Hey, uh, Applejack? It's me, Braeburn, yer favourite cousin!"

"Braeburn!? What the hay are y'all doing here!?" Applejack responded to her cousin. Looking out at him, he was dressed out in those cowboy themed outfits, complete with a Sheriff's badge on his upper left. Although, he also had something else on him, that raises suspicion and questions. Even AJ caught onto it, and with a disapproval frown, she asks him. "Cousin, where did you get those guns?"

"Oh, these? Well, that's quite the story, but maybe another time." He answered her, oblivious to our glares. "Anyway, I came up here to find some wanted criminals who have--"

"We have them!" I snapped at him, which made him jump back. "Now, do us all a favour, and get in here!" With that said, a couple of the Guard opened the door, went up to him, and dragged him in.

"W-wait a minute, y'all!? Can somepony tell me what in-- SWEET MERCIFUL CELESTIA!" Okay, this is getting annoying already, and I want to get a move on.

Walking up to him, I back-handed him I the face. "Will you shut the fuck up!? We just got here, and you have the fucking balls to waltz in, all guns blazing!?"

"N-n-no sir! That's n-not my i-i-intention--!"

"Shut up! You're coming with us to Twilight's Castle for questioning! So, in the mean time..." I went to pick up the corpse and gave it to him. "Do something useful, and carry this thing. Everyone else, FORM UP OUTSIDE! NOW!!"

As quick as they can go, the girls and drakes have huddled up and went outside, followed closely by Nightwish and her Guard. The four chosen to keep the prisoners in check, grabbed Applejack's cousin and dragged him outside. Once they all got into position, we moved into ours. I on the left flank, Vincent on the right flank, and Kevin on the rear end. Nodding my head to Nigtwish, who looked back at me, she nodded back and got us moving, with the mass crowd giving us some space to move onward.

Keeping my gun at the ready, I took in my surroundings, seeing what's what. The mass crowd seem to be keeping pace, but have yet to do anything to us. They were just watching us, staying quiet all the while. Most of them looked at us with sympathy, most likely towards Twilight and Cadence, while looking at us Doom Marines in awe and fear. Others glared at us with distrust and hatred, all of which is very unreasonable and un-fucking-necessary. If it weren't for me and my brothers, you all would have been enslaved! Daft cunts!

"Mummy? Is that them?"

"Wow, look how big they are!?

"So cool..."

We all heard the children speaking out about us, looking up to us as... Heroes. If you ask me, the ones that are no longer with us, the Fallen from all around, they are the true heroes. We were neither the heroes, but nor are we the villains. We are monsters, and I'm fine with that.

"Can they be trusted?"

"None of us would be here, if it weren't for them!"

"How can we be certain they won't turn on us after?"

"Don't be stupid! One of them avenged Prince Shining Armour!"

And here are the adults arguing among themselves. Thinking about this and that of us. Well, at least it's better than way back when, because every last one of them were against us. Some were even crazy enough to try and assassinate the Royals, all because those two stood by us, through thick and thin, and I'm thankful and grateful for them.

"Excuse me! Twilight!" We heard someone up front calling out for Twilight. Walking up to us, was a mare dressed formally, with another right next to her.

"Mayor Mare, Now's not a good time. I just want to get to my castle, so can't this wait?" Twilight said to her, as we walked around her.

"Oh, but dearie, please!? This concerns these... Doom Marines!" That made us all stop and snapped our heads towards her. Shocked by this, she took a step back, but still managed to speak up. "Y-Yes, well, the ponies of Ponyville have mixed feelings about them. Especially... Well, THAT!" She pointed towards Braeburn, who was staring at nothing, much like a zombie, while holding onto the corpse.

"Yeah, well, that guy tried to kill us on the train!" Rainbow retorted back at the Mayor, which got the townsfolk to gasp.

Before the Mayor could say anything, we heard shots ringing out. That, alone, turn everyone into a panic frenzy, as they all started stampeding in every direction. Without thinking much, I got a hold of the Mayor and shoved her with the girls, along with barley grabbing her assistant. Tightening formation, we all ran for the nearest, largest building there was, busted open the door, and filed on through. Once inside, we went up to the third level, since it was a three story complex building, and hunkered down.

Keeping the group away from the windows, Kevin went up to them, to see what was happening outside. I can still hear the stomping and screaming of people running about headless. Shots were still firing, but I don't think they're aimed at the civvies...

"Just what in the name of the Moon was that!?" Nightwish hissed out.

"I don't know. That was a first for us, too." I answered her, looking towards our prisoners. "Any ideas, you two?"

"We may know who, but we can't be sure if it is them." Prisoner One said.

"It has to be them! But what are they doing all the way out here!?" Prisoner Two stated.

"Well, you gonna give us a name?" I asked them, as the sounds of the stampede started to die down.

"There is this group of bandits, they call themselves The Western Raiders. They have a bounty on their heads, each one worth 150,000 bits." Prisoner One explained. "But nopony has managed to get close to them, nor find their hideout. And if all of them are here, this town is a goner." Well, that's just perfect.

"Bryan, they're standing outside our current location." Kevin warned me.

"HEY! YOU LOT INSIDE THAT BUILDING!" We heard some asshole shouting out to us. "THE NAMES GUNSLINGER, BIG BOSS OF THE WESTERN RAIDERS! NOW YOU SEEM TO HAVE SOMETHING THAT BELONGS TO ME AND THE BOYS, AND WE LIKE IT BACK!"

"Horseapples! He's talking about us!" Prisoner Two clarified, and seeing as how I killed their boss...

"Where is that Sheriff?" I asked, seeing as how he was holding it... "There you are." Moving over to him, I pried the corpse from his stiffen hands, which seem to bring him back to reality.

Shaking his head, blinking a few times, he looked around the place, until he settled onto AJ. Before he talked, she placed a hand over his mouth, keeping him quiet. Getting up, I dragged the corpse over to the window, seeing about... Forty-eight of them, in total. Now I see why each head cost that much, these guys are packing something alright.

Kneeling down, I looked to Kevin. "Find the exit, and flank these fuckers from the back." Nodding his head, he quietly made his way out. Then I turned to Vincent, as he came up to me. "Head back down stairs, Chainsaw at the ready. You'll hit them up front." Hearing this, he went down stairs, with his Chainsaw in hand.

"Y'ALL GOT 'TIL THE COUNT OF FIVE, BEFORE WE OPEN FIRE!" Well ain't that just adorable of you to say.

"FIVE!" Craning my neck, I prepared myself to throw the corpse out the window.

"FOUR!"

"Hunter, in position..." Good...

"THREE!"

"Runner, in position. Waiting on the signal..." Almost time...

"TWO!"

...

"ONE!" Just as he said that, I threw the corpse out the window, shattering it as the body fell in front of them. Surprised by this, they were distracted easily. "WHAT THE--!?"

"ZERO MOTHERFUCKER!!!!!" I shouted out to them, as I whipped out my Heavy Assault Rifle, and that's when all of the Bullets started flying...

Author's Notes:

So it would seem Equestria has a few unheard surprises within itself, that not even Celestia would have predicted. Anyway, it would appear that someone, or a group, has been tinkering around. But, can they be bargain with, if the Doom Marines see fit to do so? Will they need to teach and train the Guard on how to use such primitive, yet deadly weaponry?

Thanks for reading, and apologies if the previous chapter was anti-climactic.