(WARNING: Content in this chapter will be very sad or heartbreaking. There are also some stuff that people might find uncomfortable or tear-breaking. VIEWER DISCRETION IS ADVISED)


Miller was just...a vegetable, to say the least. His body, hooked up to many machines and wires, looked pretty fucked up. Celestia cut off anything that involves work, and stayed with him. His Squad stayed and slept outside the hallway, not wanting to abandon their leader. Brandon was the worst out of all of them. He stayed awake all day and all night. He barley ate or drank, and the rest of the squad was worried about him.

Jakob, on his part, was doing his best to track the griffons. After Cloudsdale, the griffons went deeper into hiding. Not even celestia knows where they are. No one, not even the higher up soldiers and officers know where they are.

Cloud...he's a different story all together. After what went down, some guards helped Cloud with his mother. Now that she was Fat or Heavy... it was just hard to piece together a body when its parts where either everywhere or unrecognizable. They weren't able to figure out if one part was her skull or her rib.

The mane 6 tried to help. They really did try, but the squad wanted to be left alone. Celestia was too stressed out and didn't want any help, even when they asked. Pinkie tried to help them smile but no one did, even when it came to her antics.

Luna has taken celestias position as ruler for a while. Until this mess can get cleared up, every soldier, officer, and citizen were on high alert. No one knows if another attack will come.

Jacks P.O.V: I woke up, staring at the ceiling above me. The doctors were nice enough to let us sleep in the hallway, as long as we didn't block it. Stretching my arm and hearing the popping sound from it, I sighed and looked at the rest of the squad. They were all asleep, except brandon, who was still awake.

"Brandon, why the hell are you still asleep?" I asked.

"O-oh hey Jack." (Yawn) How are you doing?"

"Brandon, don't make me cut off your dick. Now, tell me: Why are you still awake?" I said, angrily

"(Sigh) I'm worried about miller." Brandon said as he got up and stretched.

"Yeah, no shit. Brandon, why do you care about Miller so much?"

"Did I ever tell you about my Fiancee?" He asked.

I looked at him surprised. Brandon had a fiancee? That woman must be either Blind, Crazy, or Bat-Shit insane.

"You had a Fiancee? Why am I hearing this now?" I asked.

"I might as well tell you."

FLASHBACK: 2 Years Ago

Brandon P.O.V: I was a private back in the day. Still fresh out of boot Camp, and scared as all hell about the war. I was the only one to Enlist in my family because I needed the money. Not only that, when I was in High School, a few recruiters from different branches came to my school and to my class. They talked and I enlisted in the marines. Simple as that.

Brandon got out of the Humvee, and sighed as he stared at the sight of Camp providence. Picking up his tan camouflage bag, he began to walk to the Main office to check in. He was given orders by General Ralem to report to Camp Providence. It confused him, because he was supposed to go someplace else for MP (Military Police) training. He looked around and noticed some people staring at him. Quickening his pace, he made it inside the office and told the receptionist who he was. He was then told to wait for a few minutes

After waiting he was sent to the OC office, accompanied by a few MPs. Once outside, they knocked and waited for the general to call him in.

"Come in." He called. Once inside, they all saluted him and stood at Attention.

"Private Brandon McKenzie, you were ordered here to be assigned to a squad that needs your expertise with a Machine gun. You were also ordered here by General Ralem, Is that correct?" He asked.

"SIR, YES SIR." Brandon said

"Very well. You will be assigned to Delta X-Ray 1. Your OC will be Corporal Miller Thompson. Understood?"

"Sir, Yes sir." He walked out and one of the MPs lead him through the camp. Brandon was nervous, considering that he never met these new people before. They stopped in front of a tent and the MP went inside. 2 minutes later, he came out with a very tall Blonde man. He had blue eyes, and a haircut that wasn't in regulation.

"So your the new guy?" He held out his hand. "Nice of you to join us. The names Miller Thompson."

"Miller made me feel welcomed into the Squad. It took you guys weeks until you finally warmed up to me. During that Tour, I got a call from my Fiancee that she was pregnant and that she was expecting my kid a few months from now."

"Hey Miller, guess what?"

"What?"

" My girl is expecting my kid in a few months."

"Shit, I didn't know you were laid bro. How old are you, 19?"

"21, and I'm gonna ask for extended leave so I can be with her?"

"I can go if you want."

"Not a good Idea man, your needed here."

"Dude, I can easily ask for someone else to watch the rest of the squad for a while. Besides, a few months isn't gonna kill them."

"Actually, it did brandon. Once you and Miller left for the states, the new OC was really bossy. I need to beat your ass for that." Jack retorted.

"Yeah, but the plane had some technical difficulties, so we had to stop in Texas, instead of California, L.A." Brandon said, ignoring Jacks comment.

"Shit, another plane isn't gonna go the Cali because of weather here and there. Got any ideas Miller? I asked. Miller looked around and smirked.

"Yeah, I do. Follow me. I followed him and we found a bright orange GT500 mustang behind a liquor store. He took out a knife, and picked the lock of it.

"Dude, your stealing a car." Brandon said as they went inside and miller was hot wiring it.

"No I'm not. This car is a rental, and besides, it's not stealing if you give it back." He said as the car turned on and they sped off.

We ended up stealing that Mustang and we drove straight to California from there. We had to stop for rest and gas, but it was worth it. While driving, 2 miles away from L.A, I get a call.

"Hey Miller, could you get that?"

"I got it last time, you get it."

"I'm driving though asshole."

"(Sigh, picks up phone) Hello, this is Frank who gives a fuck. How can I help you? Miller asked. His eyes went wide eyes and handed the phone to me.

"It's for your Fiancee Brandon." I literally snatched the phone from him and answered.

"Teresa, is that you?"

"BRANDON, HURRY UP. THE BABIES COOOMMMIIINNNGGG."

"What, I didn't understand you. You said you need to pee?"

"JUST HURRY UP TO THE HOSPITAL, YOU ASSHOLE." (Hangs up)

"El Chica Loca." Miller said but earned a punch from me.

"Shut up miller, I took spanish in high school."

"I took Russian, German, Spanish, and Polish in High School. I got it worse than you, so don't be a fuck tard."

"We got to the Hospital and we literally ran inside. Miller had pushed past Guards, nurses, and patients while I ran behind. He could run fast. Once we made it to my fiancees room, we saw doctors operating on her. Apparently, the baby was stuck in the birth Canal and they had to operate on her. I was scared and a mess. But, Miller stood by my side through all of it. He got me food, water, whatever. I stayed outside the operating room, praying that she will be fine. We waited 15 hours straight, and still, nothing. But, the doctor soon came out and...the answer wasn't what I expected."

"Doc, how is my wife and child?" The doctor looked very sad when he said what he was going to say.

"I'm sorry but they are both dead. Your wife lost too much blood and the baby...his heart was too weak. I'm sorry." He left. I just stood there, processing what he just said. I felt a hand on my shoulder.

"I'm sorry bro. Come on, let's head back to the hotel room." He said but I bursted into tears. I was praying to god, hoping that this was a bad dream and I needed to wake up. But, It wasn't. Miller picked me up over his shoulder and we left the hospital like that.

"You guys didn't do anything freaky in that hotel room?" Jack asked.

"No, you fucking idiot. We got 2 seperate beds and rooms."

Once back, we went inside to our rooms. I didn't sleep. I went to the fridge and got out a couple of beers. Ended up getting drunk and passing out in the floor. I was shit for the past few days, always drinking or fighting. Even got into a fight with miller, but, he never once rose his fist. He blocked and pushed, but never punched.


"Damn, that's quite the tale Brandon. I'm sorry." Thomas said as he woke up.

"It's ok. But, I owe him my life for what happened. He stood by me, straight till the end." I said as I rubbed my eyes.

Jacks P.O.V: After hearing that, I was silent. I was surprised that Brandon even had a GIRL with him, much less one that isn't insane. Hearing the door open, I looked up and saw Jakob.

"Hey Jakob, whats up?" The look he had on was a different story all together.

"You guys...we need your help. The griffons are attacking Mainhatten."


10 Minutes later.

It felt weird going into battle without our leader. I was leading the squad but it felt really different...and strange. While we were flying in the carriage, everyone had a look of confusion or betrayal. I couldn't blame them, we left our leader behind.

"Jakob, how much longer until we get there?" Thomas asked.

"About 5 more minutes, give or take." Jakob said, while cleaning his R700 sniper rifle. Suddenly, they heard the screaming. Everyone stood up and saw the smoking buildings of mainhatten. They heard the gunshots and smelled the burning flesh off corpses of god knows what. Once they landed on the outskirts of mainhatten, all hell started.

Enemy machine guns were ripping through our defenses like we were paper. Blood and organs were being flown around, as well as grenades and rockets. I was firing my M16 at the enemy. But, no matter how many bullets we fired at them, they sent more back at us.

Tap, Tap, Tap

That sound, you couldn't hear yourself think. The loud banging, and the smell of smoke was so intoxicating that your eyes would puff so much that you can't see. After we cleared some of the griffons, we pushed forward. For some reason, the enemy was doubling back quicker than expected.

"Jakob, do you see what I see?" I asked him.

"Yeah, they are doubling back. Why?" He asked as he shot another griffon in the head.

"Something doesn't feel right." I said as we kept on pushing foward. For some reason, the griffons kept going more inland than coming at us. It was peculiar but we ignored it and kept pushing on.

My arm was hurting because of the rifle. Since the M16 has a good amount of kick in it, it jerks back and it hurts my arm. Soon, we noticed the remaining griffon forces in the middle of Town Square. With whatever we had left, we finished them off. One by one, Piece by piece.

"MAINHATTEN IS OURS AGAIN." One soldier cried as the rest cheered. But, it was all cut off by a strange sound. It sounded like something was whistling. I looked up and noticed a brown dot at least 7 miles from us. My eyes went wide when I saw it.

"EVERYONE, FALL BACK. FALL BACK, THEY JUST DROPPED THE NUKE." I shouted. We turned and and ran. Ran for dear life but we heard the whistling stop and a echoing boom behind us. I turned around and saw a mushroom cloud in the sky and the radiation wave was coming.

"SHIT, JAKOB GET OUT OF HERE. TELL MILLER WE'RE SORRY." I said, the wave coming closer.

"I'M NOT LEAVING YOU. I CAN TELEPORT US BACK." He said.

"NO TIME, TAKE BRANDON WITH YOU AND FLY. HURRY." I shouted as I pushed brandon to Jakob. They looked at me with sorrow in their eyes but I didn't care. They nodded, and flew off. I turned to the wave, tears fell from my eyes as I saluted. The rest of the squad did the same, and tears were falling from their eyes as well. The wave was about to engulf us but I smiled.

"Oorah." Was the last thing I said before everything went white.