My Little Pony: Sleeping Giant

Chapter 5: 'Operation: Nightshade'

I come from a long bloodline of warriors, going back to the First Pony Civilization of Tulpar. That's why the larger-than-average mares and stallions that make up a minority of the Pony population are called 'Tulparians' or for us females 'Big Mares'. Many of my kind fled Equestria to escape the segregation. Now is our time to bring a fight back to her.

I am 'Keen Eye'. I had served in the Royal Army of Equestria in the Desert Campaign. I was ashamed once I saw that this war was a war of extermination. I refused to be a part of such a conflict. If I am to fight, I'll fight against Celestia. I fled to the Griffon Kingdom. I was welcomed warmly as were many of my brothers and sisters of 'Tulparian Blood'.

I carry out missions given to me by officers. I can do it all from assassinations to espionage and delivering coded messages as I'm a unicorn. I'm fast on my hooves on land, and in the water as I am a very good swimmer. I'm a 'Prench Vanilla'-colored mare with a 'Black Coffee' mane and tail. I cut my mane short to a mid-length, 'stallion style' mane-cut.

It's been two years since I left Equestria. Unless the Princess ends the war and changes her ways, then there's no way I'm returning. I'm what is known among the Griffons as a 'War Wife'. I went against my ponykind to fall in love with a griffon named Grayling. Oh, what a good man he is. To hear the purrs massage my ears when we snuggled at night.

From his kiss to his gentle talons, I call him 'Honey' or 'Sweetheart', he calls me 'Sugar Flanks'. It makes me feel warm and fuzzy to think about him on my missions. Now I am on assignment, my target is a mare in the 'C.R' Regiments named 'Spring Wisteria'. In my prone position on my belly at a high cliff, I looked down the scope of my M1903A4 rifle

With an M84 scope, I saw the mare taking off her uniform to take a shower in the ruins of an occupied Griffon Village. I was 2400 yards away, and I used magic to enhance the picture on the scope. That mare has no idea of what is coming. True to the cutie mark of two crossed rifles and the magnifying glass between them, this will be her final shower.

"Oh Spring Wisteria, here's a Happy Hearts n' Hooves Day to you," I said quietly to myself with a little grin, my big flanks made a gentle unison wiggle after I pulled the trigger. The bullet hit her square in the temple. She fell in a pool of blood, eyes open. I cocked back the receiver, and collected the brass casing. Quietly, I'd made a leave of my position

'Gotcha, Hussey...'

I escaped over the border under nightfall's cover, carrying my rifle and the shell as proof of my kill in my pocket at a hip holster, holding my Colt .45. The order arrived from none other than Princess Ghislaine whom was conducting operations from a cozy little village called 'Singvogel'. I calmly put the shell of a 30.06 bullet on her desk. She grinned.

"Excellent work, 'Keen Eye', I will see to it that you receive enhancements on your current payroll," said Ghislaine, I know Ghislaine as more than just a Griffon conducting her work from a desk. She's a warrior princess in modern warfare. You can always expect her to be in the thick of the action on the frontlines. She is handy with all types of firearms

"By the way, I believe someone special is awaiting your return, dismissed," said the Princess, and went back to her paperwork. I went outside her office, and there sitting by the village well was Grayling. The handsome Golden Saker-Lynx Griffon wore thin oval wireframe glasses. My brown eyes sparkled as I saw him look over to me, and smiling warmly

I galloped to him with haste, and a smile on my muzzle. My flanks made a wiggle as I tackled him to the ground and I peppered his face and beak with kisses, "That never gets old," purred Grayling as he caressed my short mane while I straddled him around the waist, and I let up on the kisses to gaze into his grey eyes. Grayling soon saw Gabby, "Oh,"

Gabby blushed as red as a ripe apple from Sweet Apple Acres, "Oh my..." she began, and I got off of Grayling and helped him back on his talons and paws. Gabby lightly shook her head to get back to reality. We Tulparian Ponies are friendly like that to our special some-ponies "umm...Oh! this came for you, Keen Eye" Gabby said, and handed me a note

Gabby is Ghislaine's acting second-in-command, and she still does her duty as a mail-delivery griffon even in wartime. As I opened the envelope, I was given a new assignment. Grayling looked over my shoulder as he hugged me from behind in the room we were sharing at a local inn, "Where is it from?" he asked, I showed him the Imperial Seal of Uma

"It says her intelligence agency thinks they've found where Princess Luna is being held captive," I explained to my husband as I turned to face him in his sweet embrace, "the empress says that if I accept the mission, my equipment will be waiting for me at 'Le Aigle Grande Air Base' in Chefal," I looked to Grayling as I had made up my mind, "I'll do it"

"Be careful," he warned, the next day, I made my leave for the air base. I did not wear my full gear. Just a messenger bag with my pistol in there in case I run into trouble. As I arrived on the base, I saw one of their new 'Nord Noratlas' aircraft on base. It's rear cargo door was open, and I saw the black legs of what looked like one of those new wetsuits