I slowly started to flutter my eyes open, and looked around the room. It was pitch black, all except for a dangling ceiling light fixture, swinging over my head. By the looks of it, I was in a torture chamber, not very pleasing for my situation. I tried to free my hands, but they were bound so tight I could barely feel any circulation go through. I saw a zebra, much like Zecora, but with a large muscular build. He had a smirk across his face, as if he was about to do something.

"I know who you are, Equestrian." He said in an Africanized accent.

"If you know who I am then why did you bring me here?" I spat back at him. All he did was laugh, I sat there in silence.

"All I need to know from you is where the money is located." He said in a sinister, icy tone.

Of course I knew where the Diplomat's money was, it was one of my main priorities; to protect the diplomat and the suitcase full of money. Like any soldier would do, I just stared back at him, giving him no answer. He let out a small chuckle, and I knew this was only going to get worse.

"We're going to have a little fun, human." I silently gulped.

Nick was blasting away on his tunes while Helena was inspecting her assault rifle. Andrew was having a hard time focusing, trying to drive through a sandstorm. He heard the radio go off, but there was nothing but static. He couldn't see for shit, even with his goggles, the sand cloud was obscuring his peripheral vision.

"Yo Major, how long until we reach the destination?" Helena asked.

"About two, maybe three hours." She let out a moan, signing that she was obviously bored.

"Hey, be lucky that we're in a car. Most ponies out here travel by foot, imagine how long it would take you to trek that." Jhon said.

"I guess you're right." She admitted.

"So Drew, I heard you broke up with RD. How did that go?" Nick laughed, causing Andrew's mood to darken.

"She couldn't handle the fact that we're leaving. She yelled at me, and even kicked he straight in the chest. Then I decided: I'm done. I'm sick and tired of these ponies telling me what I can and can't do. Except for the Princesses, I have to admit, these missions they send us on are ten times better than the ones on Earth." He paused for a moment.

"All in all, it wasn't pretty. I know I won't be talking to her for a while." He continued.

The sandstorm was still going strong, and it didn't look like it was going to stop anytime soon. Andrew was lucky that the Humvee was covered, because he would be drowning in sand by now if it wasn't. He then received a phone call on his wrist PDA, though he didn't know how, because his wrist PDA normally didn't get calls.

"Uh...hello?"

"Andrew? Is this you?" He recognize Celestia's voice, a comforting, motherly tone.

"Yes ma'am. How did you contact me?" He asked.

"Luna gave me your frequency. Anyways someone needs to talk to you." She left the phone, and who came on wasn't shocking to him.

"Hey Andrew." She said, still audibly sobbing.

"What do you want, Rainbow?" Andrew spat.

"I just wanted to let you know, that I want you to come home, safe." She sobbed.

"Why would you care? I thought you never wanted to see me again? Huh?" He was just throwing questions at her, like a gatling gun. After a moment of silence between the former couple, Andrew decided to hang up.

"You know what? I'm gonna go. We'll talk about this lat-" Andrew was cut off by the sound of an explosion, about five meters from the car. Andrew swerved the car around the explosion, only to drive into another one. He put both of his arms up to shield the blast, which caused the Humvee to topple over.

Andrew was unconscious on the driver's side of the car. Nick unstrapped his seatbelt and climbed out of the car. Helena tried to get Andrew to wake up, but to no avail. Jhon kicked open the side door to get out of the car, Nick following close behind.

"Nick, Jhon! Go protect the truck! I'll be right out!" Helena ordered.

Once Nick and Jhon made it over to the truck, screaming could be heard in the back. Nick unlocked the doors, and opened them to reveal a mare, and a stallion. Both were dressed up in normal clothing, but were frightened to death. Nick tried to calm them down.

"It's okay miss, I'm here to protect you." He comforted. He noticed that the side of her head ran a small gash, luckily it wasn't deep enough to cause any major problems.

"Jhon! Get over here! We need first aid, stat!" Jhon climbed into the back of the truck, along with the first aid. He took out a small med pack, opening the lid like a can of soda. He gave the canister to the mare, who chugged it down like it was nothing.

The bleeding stopped, and before you knew it the gash mark was gone. She let out a sigh of relief, knowing that she wasn't in any more pain. Jhon pushed her to the back of the truck, where he sat near the edge, waiting. Nick jumped into the driver's seat, grabbing the dead driver and pushing him aside.

"Helena, we've got hostiles inbound!" Nick pointed over to a gathering crowd of zebras, all wielding some sort of clubbing weapon.

Helena bitch slapped Andrew, who woke up instantly. He gasped for air as he started to slowly wake up, coughing violently and stirring up dust everywhere.

"Where *cough* am I?" He asked himself, only to get shaken once again by Helena.

"You're going to be dead soon if you don't move your ass!" He cut the seatbelt loose, freeing him from the uncomfortable fetal position he was currently in.

Both Helena and Andrew climbed on into the back of the truck, but there was little room to go around. Andrew had to sit at the foot of the truck with his legs dangling from the back. He raised his M4 to eye level, looking through the Holographic Sight. What he saw was a swarming mass of armed hostiles, closing in on their position.

"Nick! Let's go!" Andrew banged his hand on the side of the truck, getting his attention.

Just as Nick started the car, the crowd had just reached them; throwing rocks, yelling things the humans couldn't understand, and just plain out violent things that are too graphic to share. Andrew caught some of the things thrown at him with his Kinesis Module, and launched them back into the crowd, hearing cries of pain. He grabbed for his M4 and held it with one hand, while using Kinesis with his left hand.

Andrew heard that unsatisfying *CLICK!* come from his M4, he dropped it on the floor of the truck and took out his Desert Eagle, taking off the safety before firing. Before he could even react, a sharp knife-like object got him in the arm, making a deep gash. He grabbed for it to stop the bleeding, his hand getting covered in his own blood.

"Damn!" He said out loud.

As he was distracted by bandaging up his arm, a zebra got the jump on him. The zebra ran up and grabbed for his leg, managing to get his jaw around Andrew's ankle. He bit down hard, causing Andrew to whelp in pain. He reached for his Desert Eagle, but it was already too late, Andrew was pulled out of the vehicle.

"Andrew! Nick, we gotta turn around!" Helena hollered.

"If we turn around we'll all be dead!" Nick yelled towards the backseat.

"We have to get these two to safety first!" Jhon agreed.

"Echo 2, Echo 1." Andrew started.

"Go ahead Echo 1." Helena responded.

"Go on without me, I will be okay."

"Copy that, but we're coming back for you. I can promise you that."

"Echo 1 out." Andrew put down his wrist, turning off the radio.

Andrew picked up his Desert Eagle, which fell out of the car along with him. Andrew brought down his knife into the chest of the zebra that pulled him out of the vehicle. He then wiped off the blood that covered it. He then took out the magazine and topped it off, replacing the old one with a full one.

"Alright, you fucks. Let's play."

Andrew was no match for the giant mass of zebricans, because the odds were stacked high against him. They outnumbered him about 300 to 1, and they eventually got a hold of him, knocking him out. But before they could do so, Andrew put up a hell of a fight, taking about a fourth of their forces.

Andrew did all he could to try and delay them, not stop them, but delay. As he knew that he couldn't stop them with just him alone. Andrew had no ammo left, because the rest of it was back in the destroyed Humvee. All he had was a captured enemy War Club, and his knife. The War Club was so primitive, it was a challenge for Andrew to use. Usually, he would have access to conventional ammo at the very least, but there was no projectiles of any sort.

"Running low on fumes here." He mumbled to himself. He suddenly came up with an idea.

"Night Shade, are you there?!" He called out.

"Yes Andrew, what is it?" He seemed pretty calm, not knowing Andrew's current situation.

"Requesting immediate reinforcements, engaging multiple hostiles, and I'm stranded without evac!" He said, caving in the head of a zebra.

"Could you please say it in a way I will understand?" He complained. Andrew let out a sigh.

"Can you please send help? I'm stuck here without any way of transportation, and I'm fighting a lot of bad guys." He said slowly, sidestepping a swole ass zebra.

"Whoa-ho-ho. You are a big one aren't ya?" Andrew said, juking out the Juggernaut.

Andrew then hopped on the back of the juggernaut, repeatedly hitting it in the head with the war club, doing minimal damage. Once Andrew took notice he went in for the kill, stabbing him in the Jugular Artery. The Juggernaut tossed Andrew to the ground, making him start to cough and wheeze. When he tried to get back up, everything went dark in an instant.