Chapter 1: Prologue

Bullet Storm's POV:

"Are you sure your ready ready for this Storm?", the question pulled me from my thoughts and brought my attention as well as my gaze over to the blue and yellow unicorn mare trotting beside me. I merely grunted gruffly in reply. To be honest, I'd been looking forward to this moment for months. Ever since this bastard had the rest of our group killed. Fuck him, I'm gonna rip him apart. "You know we may not live through this don't you?" I was once again pulled from my thoughts by the blue mare. I merely grunted again in reply, though i guess i should tell you who she is.

The blue and yellow mare beside me was Blistering Snow, she was a unicorn. From a stable if I remember correctly, ain't quite sure though. Didn't exactly ask for the details when she recruited me to her rag tag group a few months ago, well… previously rag tag group anyway, but that's why we're here isn't it? To deal with unfinished business? Yeah, that's the reason, I had unfinished business with the head honcho of the Dust Dogs. Business, that would be conducted using the small arsenal of guns and other assorted weapons on my person. Damn I was itching to kill somepony, or something, ANYTHING. Ever since we entered this damn factory, something just doesn't feel right here, my guts telling me to move. I'll ignore it for now, just keep my guard up.

Anyway, back to the Blistering Snow. She's a stable mare, a unicorn, and a combat technician. Don't know much more than that, well… I guess I do know more, she's got a bleeding heart, always compassionate, caring, and ready to lend a hand, oh and her cutimarks was an icicle shaped like a flame. She's a good pony, and that's a rarity these days, pretty good in a fight, nowhere near as dangerous as myself in an actual fight, but she didn't really fight per say, more like provided support to ponys like me. I kept the ponys, or whatever in Celestias name we were fight occupied and focused on myself, not exactly a difficult task with how large I am and how I fought, anyway… Damn I keep getting off topic. Gotta stop that shit… As I was saying, I occupy them, she builds, deploys, however the fuck she does it, she utilizes these high tech drones, and and portable turrets.

Fighting aside, as i said. She's a good pony, more than I can say for myself, I'm a monster… Wait a minute… I grunt a warning out loudly and throw myself into Snow forcing us into cover, and not a moment to soon as a hail of lead soon started flying over our heads. Snow let out a loud EEP when the bullets started flying. I grinned beneath my helmet before rolling to my haunches and popping over cover and unloading a few rounds from the assault rifle on the right side of my battle saddle, I heard a screech and saw blood and brain matter fly high into the air before I dropped back into cover. Damn I love that pop. Looks like the Dust Dogs finally want to play. "Storm! GO!" I grinned savagely beneath my helmet. It's time to kill… I leapt over the old soda machine we were behind and sprinted right into line of fire of our attackers. I manic grin on my face the whole way as my beloved shotgun and assault rifle fired in tandem. Once more, unto the breach…

Blistering Snow's POV:

I heard Bullet Storm grunt loudly just before i felt 390 pounds of muscle, armor, and guns tackle me behind an old soda machine. Simultaneously I heard bullets of all kinds of calibers fly over heads. EEP! How did they manage to sneak up on us!? Storm NEVER let's his guard down! Well, i guess they didn't completely succeed thanks to Storm's reaction speed, I swear no pony that large has any right to move as fast as he does. I was brought out of my stupor by the roar of his large assault rifle, it was one of his favored guns. Though he has so many weapons on him he's practically an armory. Anyway, the roar of Redemption Mk2 brought my attention to him just as he dropped back to the ground beside me. My stable security training kicked in, the soda machine wouldn't hold up to amount of fire coming towards us. That means we need a distraction, a pony preferably… Accept that would be suicidal… For a normal pony, but I had Storm with me. I guess it's time unleash the storm, figuratively AND literally. I giggled mentally before becoming seriously once more. I took a deep breath and yelled at the top of my lungs, "Storm! GO!"

I saw him tense slightly before launching himself over our cover, right into enemy fire. I heard Redemption and his shotgun Damnation firing in tandem. I have to help though… think… an idea came to me and i pulled a small ball from my pack. It was what i liked to call an illusive grenade. While normally, since I'm not trained to create illusions so it would take me a few minutes to cast. Minutes I didn't have right now mind you, I contained one of said illusions inside said grenade for quick use. I pressed the arming tab and threw it with my magic before slightly peeking over my cover with a small pistol in my magical grasp. I wouldn't fire often so as not to draw attention but I would when I could.

I looked over said cover just in time to see a mercenary's entire head and front torso be obliterated by bloody chunks and turned into a fine red mist thanks to Damnation. I saw Storm continue to charge through the red mist he had created and charge straight for another pony before pivoting on his front hooves and bucking backwards at a another pony. I heard ribs cracking and shattering as said pony flew back about 9 feet from the buck. Storm sidestepped and a grenade fired from the barrel of another of the Dust Dogs grenade launcher sailed past him and struck two barely alive mercenaries that Storm had already littered with holes from Redemption, they exploded in a shower of gore coating Storms back with another layer of blood, he stood there for a moment, it allowed me just barely enough time to see the pegasus stallion I'd been traveling with for months now. He was a VERY large red stallion, I'd say probably 6'7", he was probably around 290 pounds without all his gear, and without said armor his muscles were massive, and he was practically forged from steel, he also had majestic wings that were just as large as the rest of him. Molst seldom saw them due to the armor though. Honestly it was enough to where many mares blushed or even drooled when he was out of it all. He never responded to them though. Anyway, he also had a forest green mane with an olive streak. Fortunately here in this fight he was in his usual gear…

His armor was a combination of old riot and and heavy assault armor that he'd welded quarter inch steel plates to, probably 50 pounds of said armor covered his entire body including a full head steel helmet. He had at some point painted said armor black and olive green, but it was covered in dents, divots, scratches, and scrapes. There were also splatters of blood covering it all, no matter how many times he washed the blood and gore off it always seemed to come back every time he fought. By his sides on his battle saddle were his favored weapons, on his right was a heavily modified bullpup assault rifle chambered in 7.62, he calls it Redemption Mk2. It was a massive steel and reinforced carbon fibre gun with 21 round magazines and a 22 inch barrel, it had a laser sight, a heavy duty muzzle break, a 4x magnification optic, and an under barrel grenade launcher. On the left was a equally massive shotgun originally built in Stalliongrad. He called it Damnation, it was also heavily modified, it was carbon fiber and steel like his rifle. It had a tri beam laser sight, a reflex sight, a breachers muzzle break and and 11 round box magazines.

I saw all this in just seconds before he charged straight at the stallion who had fired off the grenade launcher, as he charged I saw a mare near his right rear flank take aim… She'd be my first target. Aim. Hold breath. Squeeze. BANG came the retort from my sidearm, BANG BANG it thundered twice more. The mare dropped to the ground with three new holes in her. This was a pistol Storm had given me, it held 30 rounds of 5.7x28mm armor penetrating rounds. It had a 7 inch barrel, night sights, and a laser/light combo. I called it Sally.

I glanced back over to Storm to see him straddle over the stallion and pounding away at his face with hooves, blood continued to splatter all over his front as continued to rain blows down on the mercenary, bullets continued to glance and strike against Storms armor. I turned away and fired at those who were firing at him, but out of the corner of my eye I saw the stallions head finally explode all over Storm. He then immediately sprung to the side into cover, I saw his battle saddle mechanically reloading his guns. He bolted around the corner soon after and began to fire again. Two rounds from Redemption struck a mare in the chest causing blood to spurt out behind her, Damnation mutilated another stallions legs. Storm promptly stomped his head into paste.

The battle was going well, neither myself or Storm had been injured and there were only a hoof full of mercs left. I gunned down three more with Sally, as I saw Storm kill 5 more with his guns before, a bullet hit my cover. They'd finally figured out where I was, I chanced a glance out from behind my cover only to hear what I thought was a boom of thunder, and instantly see a massive spurt of blood burst out the side of Storms armor before he collapsed to the ground.

"STOOOOOORM" I screamed before I bolted from behind my cover firing wildly, I was enraged. They had hurt my best friend… The stallion I admittedly saw as an older brother. I suddenly felt a excruciating pain in my hind legs and collapsed to the ground. I then heard another deafening boom and Sally was blown apart from in my magic… It dawned on me, I was now defensles, my best friend, and most trusted companion was most likely dead.

I heard chuckling as I was surrounded by the remaining mercenaries. Then part of the circle separated and their leader came through and stood before me, he was a brown and and tan unicorn stallion with a sniper rifle and a bullet for a cutie mark. He held the single largest rifle I'd ever seen, it was without a doubt in my mind… the same rifle that had been used to kill Storm. I was enraged even more before the stallion spoke, with a voice like sickeningly sweet honey "I should kill you right now, but I want to know why you thought you should attack my outfit, the Dust Dogs." Wait… HIS outfit, which means he was our target, the same bastard that had my other friends killed... "Because you killed our friends you bastard!" I yelled angrily, I looked one more time to the unmoving corpse of Storm, and then I realized i was going to die… At least I'd be with my friends again, but I was still terrified… All my anger quickly disappeared and turned into despair… I cried while laying there, before I heard a gun cock and looked up to see a pistol in the stallions magical grip pointed at my head. "And I'll be killing you to." BANG!

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The gun was sent flying from his grasp, all eyes drifted over to the gunshot and weapons were trained on the shooter, My eyes widened. His helmet fallen off, and there's was blood bubbling from his mouth with every breath… then I heard… I heard him speak in a voice that sounded like gravel "We've come too far… to die now." For the second time that day gunfire erupted.

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Chapter 2: The Beginning of the End

Description: How did it all begin? How did our two heroes meet? WHO were these ponies they kept referring to having been killed? FIND OUT, in a future chapter of Remnants of a Soldier!

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