Hello everyone, and welcome to Second Chances the sequel to "A Journey Across Dimensions". Again, I'm sorry for being gone for so long. But it gave me time to think and here we are with a sequel.
Pinkie says "YAY"
Twilight says "I'm still so happy your back."
Yea, I know, three weeks is way to long to be away. Had a 13 hour drive yesterday, it was terrible.
Rarity asks "I bet your hair was bad after that, right."
Nope, hat keeps it back and clean. Well on with the story.
Their he was, behind a barrier of police cars three cars wide. He had a Russian SKS with only two magazines of ammunition, thirty rounds each, and an M-1911 with only seven rounds left in his last magazine. Down the street about a hundred feet was another barrier same width of police cars, behind it eight officers. Two had Spas-12's, four had AR-15's and the last tow had just 9mm pistol's.
BANG BANG BANG BANG BANG BANG BANG
Seven shots were fired from the SKS, the carrier sits back down behind the cars to recollect.
He looks at us before saying "Hello, my name is Brad Jones. As you can see I'm-"
BANG BANG BANG
Brad is interrupted by replying gunfire.
Brad yells "OI, I TRYING TO TALK HERE. People these days, anyway before I was interrupted. I'm in Bray, Ireland right now. A few mates including myself just robbed a bank in Dublin about twenty minutes north of here, and its all gone to shite."
30 Minutes Earlier, Dublin Ireland
Brad and three friends of his are in a van heading toward a local bank. Brad puts on his mask, on the mask is painted the Irish flag (Similar to the American flag mask in Payday: The Heist or Payday 2). His first friend Robert had a clown mask on, his second friend Mike had a pig mask on and his last friend Ron had a goalie mask on painted flat black. The van slowed to a stop, Brad removed his Russian SKS off of his back, it was painted Ice White with a flat black magazine, flat black scope, and a flat black stock. All four had a duffle bag slung over their backs. He stood up in the van along with Mike who was sitting across from him.
Brad asks "Ready?"
Mike replies "Lets do it."
They both turn to face the rear doors and kick them open simultaneously, they cock their rifles and jump out. They follow both Robert and Ron inside, Robert and Ron kick down the doors allowing both Mike and Brad in first.
Brad aims his rifle at the cashier and yells "OI, OPEN THE FUCKING VAULT NOW!"
The cashier complies, he then runs to the vault unslinging the bag and pulls the vault open. There was a barred door on the other side.
Brad yells "MIKE, NEED YOU THE OPEN A DOOR FOR ME HERE!"
Mike runs to the door with a KSG-12 in hand, he aims and shoots the lock off then kicks down the door. The two enter unslinging their duffle bags and putting them on the table without money, they then begin to pack money in the bags. The money was saran wrapped in $250,000 blocks. They put four in each bag then zipped then shut. They then run to the lobby to see both Robert and Ron controlling the crowd. They then swap the bags and repeat the process, on the way out however a loud alarm was heard and the valt began to shut.
Brad runs to the cashier with his rifle aimed at her and yells "OI, WHAT THE HELL DO YOU DO!?"
The cashier replies coldly "I push the police call button, you punks are gonna get what you deserve."
Brad growls before shooting her in the head, sirens are then heard.
Ron yells "WE NEED TO GET THE FUCK OUT OF HERE!"
They all run to the van and get in before taking off police in pursuit. Brad and Mike stuff the duffle bags between the front seats and the back seats. They then open the doors to see a few cops cars pursuing, they begin to fire at the cops, aiming for the drivers. After about twenty minutes the van had left Dublin and entered Bray. Just then Mike gets shot in the chest, loses balance and falls out of the van to be squashed by a police car.
Brad yells "NOOOO, DAMN IT!"
The police then shot out the two back tires of the van, the van loses control and flips. Brad shuts the doors and is thrown around the back of the van, meanwhile Ron and Robert are thrown from the van. After a few minutes the van comes to a rest, Brad sits up and checks his rifle for damage, its fine. He then slides open the right side door which is now facing up. Brad turns the safety on for his rifle and tosses it out. Then he climbs out to be greeted by two police cars, he crouches for his rifle, turns the safety off and begins to shoot the cops. He kills the four but not before taking a bullet his left leg.
Bred yells in pain "Ow fucken el!"
He then begins to limp down the road leaving a blood trail behind him. After about a half block of limping three squad car come from around the corner and form a road block about a half block ahead of him. He fires at them, taking the six officers out in a matter of minutes. He reloads and sees he only has two magazines left and one for his pistol. Brad slings the rifle over his back and upholsters his M-1911 handgun, he then limps the other way before having three more squad car round the other corner to barricade the other side. Brad turns to the first three cars and limps to the other side, using the cars for cover. He fires a few back at the cops, he check his magazine to see only seven rounds left in his last mag. He returns the pistol to his left side holster and unslings his rifle and opens fire at the cops.
BANG BANG BANG BANG BANG BANG BANG
He fired seven rounds from the SKS before sitting back down.
Brad says "Oh I'm so screwed, I'm so fuckin screwed"
He fires three more rounds at the cops.
BANG BANG BANG
He then hears a helicopter approaching behind him, he takes a peak to see a police chopper with a sniper sitting on the side.
BANG
The sniper fires a shot narrowly missing Bard, he sits down and checks his magazine, twenty left. He puts the magazine back in, the helicopter goes over Brad, he is exposed to the sniper.
The pilot says into the intercom "Brad Jones, this is the BPD (Bray Police Department) this is your last chance to surrender or I will have my sniper here take you out."
Brad replies "YOU'LL HAVE TO TAKE ME IN A BODY BAG IF YOU WANT ME!"
The pilot replies "Suit yourself."
BANG
The sniper shoots at Brad hitting the tire next to him, Brad fires a few more at the chopper before getting shot in the right leg.
Brad yells "OI, FUCKEN EL, BLEEDEN ALL OVER!"
Brad empties the last of his magazine into the chopper. The sniper takes aim at Brad, the sights on his head. He then pulls the trigger firing a round.
BANG
The bullet hit Brad in the head killing him.
Unknown Location, Unknown Time
Brad began to wake up, he was on his back facing the sky. He began to check himself, his wounds had been healed. His right leg was healed but his left leg was not healed.
Brad groans before saying "Where the hell am I?"
He then remembered what happened and was shocked.
Brad says "I'm dead, so is this heaven. Doesn't look like hell, but why heaven, I'm such a terrible person."
He then stands and begins walk only to stumble back to his knees. His left leg was still in pain, he looked at his left thigh where he had been shot and the wound was there, clear as day.
Brad then yells "HELLO, ANYBODY OUT THERE!?"
He looked around to see he was by the tree line of a forest.
Brad yells again "PLEASE, I'M IN PAIN AND NEED MEDICAL HELP!"
He hears a rustling in the grass behind him, he turns to see a pony like creature. Judging by the ponies body shape he assumed the pony was a mare. She had a cream yellow fur along with a long pink mane and tail, along with a tattoo on each flank in the shape of three butterflies.
Brad says "Oh great a pony. Where is your owner?"
The pony the replies "Oh, my."
Brad was shocked when she talked, Brad asks "Y-You can speak?"
The pony says quietly "Yea, my name is Fluttershy."
Brad asks "Whats your name?"
The pony replies a little louder "I'm Fluttershy."
Brad says "Fluttershy, well that be a cute name."
This makes Fluttershy blush a little.
Brad asks "Well Mrs Fluttershy, as you can see *Gestures to his wound* I'm in need of medical attention."
Fluttershy gasps before saying "We need to get you to my cottage, here let me help you."
She helps him up to his height of five foot ten inches.
Fluttershy asks "Do you need help walking or can you walk alone?"
Brad replies "If you could help me back."
Fluttershy nods, she then asks "Whats your name?"
Brad replies "Brad Jones, Ex-Russian Spetsnaz."
Fluttershy asks "Whats 'Russian Spetsnaz'?"
Brad replies "I will tell you latter, lets focus on the situation at hand."
Fluttershy corrects "You mean at hoof."
Brad shrugs and says "Sure, whatever you call it."
Well, there we have it. Chapter one of a new story, we have a new character added to the group. What will happen now, how will the others cope with a second human? Find out next time in "Second Chances".
Pinkie yells in joy "SEE YOU LATER!"
Hey, that's my line. Whatever, shes happy I guess.