I do not own my little pony, or call of duty
WARNING
the following fic is rated t for violence, blood, minor gore (only a little bit), and LOTS of guns, oh and swearing. lots of swearing. and drugs. on with the fic
Call of Equestria Chap.1
It was a sunny day in the small town of Pony ville. The sun was shining, and every pony was busy. Either shopping,or relaxing. It was the calmest of calm days. The vibrant town was beautiful at this time of year. The bright red strawberries and dark blue blueberries were in full bloom. The flowers were sparkling and seemed to beckon any pony to come and take a sniff of their fragrances. It seemed as though nothing could disturb the peace. Until the moment that a strange stallion walked into one of the busiest stores, Sugar cube Corner.
He wore a black cloak, concealing every part of him except his hooves and eyes. The only thing you would think that was stranger than that was the odd scars on his left front hoof. He walked up to the counter and placed a bit on the counter.
Mrs. cake, one of the owners of the establishment, was very suspicious at the sight of this. So she slowly walked up to him from behind the counter, plastered a smile over her face, and spoke. "good afternoon sir! what would you like?" As she said that, she noticed 3 more stallions enter, each with cloth covering their face and goggles over their eyes.
They all had arm patches that looked like a tower on a cliff, they were brightly colored orange that seemed to glow. To top it off, they were encircled by 5 point shield that was the same fluorescent orange. Their uniforms were the typical military green, with hoods reaching over their necks.
At the sight of this she immediately turned to the strange stallion. "Are those your friends over there?" she asked nervously. the strange stallion then spoke to them in a foreign accent. Mrs .cake noticed a few words but not all of them. all she got was "shoot" and "store". she then quickly pressed a button under a shelf after hearing this. She didnt know what mistake she had just made.
Meanwhile, at the Pony ville police station.
All of the brave stallions and mares at the Pony ville memorial Police Station were wrapping up a day of boring phone calls, alcohol abuse, and cleaning the 9MMs. Not much happens on a normal day of work. However, this was about to change.
As if on Que, an alarm went off and all hell broke loose. The alfalfa squad was the unlucky box of souls to get picked. As they approached their target, the ground was kicked upright i front of them. One of them decided to investigate. The name of this stallion is unknown, but he was preferred to be called "Stretch". The green pony moved up. only to drop a second later. His black mane soon shined as the dark red blood soaked in. His bright, neon green coat was streaming with the dark liquid. He wasn't dead. Yet. He looked up at his comrades. He then uttered his final, most painful word. he said"goodbye..." Then... his pulse stopped.
This was but the first of the casualties in the firefight. As the team began firing at the enemy sniper, they realized that they couldn't hit it. He was too far away. to hit. By now, they were right in front of the shop. as they began to enter, a Sub Machine Gun fired a torrent of bullets on the team. a white mare by the name of white water, got hit. she fell to the ground and crawled away as fast as her broken arm could pull her.
the end of Chap.1
