Hey guys, m4 here and I am sorry for not posting any new chapters these past few days. I am traveling and I felt it is my duty to write more, even if I am traveling. Anyways, I hope you enjoy this chapter and I will talk to you guys later.

Millers P.O.V: "So, this is it. The end of line...AGAIN?! I mean, I kind of did 'die' back in Iraq. I almost died in the big mountain explosion that I did cause. (Ironic, isn't it?) But, I just keep ending up in these types of situations, which is pretty cool and unfair at the same time. Cheating death so many times is quite surprising but now, its time to pay the price." Those thoughts kept going through my head as Tirek raised the knife over his head and lunged it down. Closing my eyes, I felt a huge pain in my chest. The knife went deeper and deeper until it came out of my back.

I was puking out blood by the point. Tears were streaming down my face as I began to black out. Tirek smirked, leaned down and whispered into my ear.

"You are so pathetic, boy. If you survive this, you will see an end to something far greater than you think." He said as he turned to see his enemy soldiers coming straight to us. He then flew off, leaving me to pass out from blood loss.

"Can this get any worse?" Was my last thought before blacking out.


Jacks P.O.V: "MILLER!" I shouted as I ran to my fallen Staff Sergeant. A knife was sticking out from his chest. Blood was coming out of his mouth and some landed on his face. Blood was also pouring out of his ears and I swore some blood was also coming out of his eyes.

"GET THE MEDIC." I shouted. A few guys ran to him and started working on him. The rest of the squad just stared at him in fear. Brandon was muttering a prayer, David was helping the other medics, and Thomas was just staring at his fallen Staff Sergeant.

"JACK, WE GOT A PULSE. EVERYONE, FALL BACK TO THE CHARIOTS." David shouted as we all began to run back with the wounded. We ended up with half of our Battalion either wiped out or wounded. They killed 99% of the griffons but some got away with their master. They won Cloudsdale but at what cost?


Time Skip: 30 minutes

Since we had wounded, the pegasus flew us straight to the hospital. I kept my hand on millers wound, not wanting more blood too come out. David was able to get the knife out but more blood gushed out in the process. They had to use up all of their Gauze, antibiotics, and other medical supplies on Miller. The rest of the wounded were given sedatives to calm themselves down. Once we landed at the hospital, we all rushed in with miller on a stretcher.

"WE NEED A DOCTOR." I shouted as we ran inside. Once they saw who we had in the stretcher, they immediately wheeled him into surgery. We just sat in the lobby, waiting for something good to come out of this situation. Pretty soon, Celestia came by and asked about millers situation. When we told her what happened, she flipped out and started bawling. After several hours waiting, the doctor came out.

"Doctor Hooves, is he ok?" Celestia asked in tears. The doctor sighed.

"There is no good way to put this but he is in a Coma." The doctor said. We all went wide eyed and celestia burst into tears.

"Wait, what do you mean?" David asked.

"In order to fix the internal injuries, we had to put him in a coma. We were able to fix all the damages inflicted upon him but he still hasn't woken up yet." The doctor said as Celestia was bawling.

"How long until he wakes up?" Thomas asks. The doctor sighs once more and looked at the Squad of humans.

"I don't know if he will even wake up." The doctor said before turning around and walking away. The only sound in the room was celestias crying and Brandons mutters of prayers.