PlayZone Nights - P2

NSAnon

 

You hold the Fissure for the next two hours as command works on the situation.

You never expected to find this.

Never in a million years.

Your just a pilot, not an archeologist.

You haven't seen any Soviet counter-attacks.

Razor 2 had brought the calvary, doubt the ruskies wanted to tussel with a full platoon.

Command was still quiet, but standing orders were to protect this site.

You kept the group tight, no one would get close to the door.

 

"Grizzly 1, this is General Collins of the NSA Expedition Force, we've been discussing the situation and want you to continue to hold the area. We've deployed the USS Orion to your location. Its a Research recycler that posses minor construction options, but a full research staff team to study the site. Be advise, Sky-eye has detected a massive movement of CCCP forces from their landing zones so support units will be sent with the Orion to hold the area. Your mission is as follows: hold the site until the Orion arrives, deploy and commence study of the site, and prevent the destruction of the Orion and the artifact. Good luck, Collins out."

 

"Well, lets make a bet: 50 bucks say the CCA try to blow the place up, add 30 if they try to "day wreck" it.

Day Wreckers were lauched explosions from armories of both sides. Consider it a tactical bomb, they could do a lot of damage, bur thet needed depolyment beacons.

"Your on, and i rasie it to 90."

"Cut the chatter, stay focused."

Three Tanks, two light tanks, a rocket tank and a scout. A good combination, and enough firepower to change the mind of any wo-

"Inbound CCA, i got two Flankers, seems they want to poke us."

"Well lets make sure they kick the nest."

You lock yourself in as you pull up the command HUD. Ordering the two other Grizzly tanks to head righ at the attacking Flankers while you order Bobcat 1 & 2 to flank, same way as you had before.

The Flankers turn into mulch from the heavier firepower.

"That was just a recon wing, hold it easy boys."

You cant do much else until the Orion arrives.

Razor 2: what do you think is behind that door?

Bobcat 1: i honestly hope its something good for all this.

"My thoughts exactly, last thomg we want is this to become a hoak. Useless bloodshrd."

Razor 2: c'mon, weres your sense of adventure?

Bobcat 1: lost it once we got here and started fighting the Sovvies.

"Awe, not all bad, we are in space."

Bobcat 1: that only goes so far...

Orion: This is the USS Orion, we're on station.

The Orion was a behemoth of a cradt.

Looking much like the centrr peice of a space shuttle.

The hovering box slowed, easing some distance from the fissure upon a small white gyser.

Buo-metal beneath the surface sending energy upwards.

That was their power.

the recycler opened like a matchbox playset as it deployed

Coming up from behind the orion were a pair of APCs and four Turrets- Badger Class minigun turrets- deploying all around the recycler as the APCs begin to deploy the science team.

"Should not take too long Captain, we will begin at once."

It sounded German, but your best boys all were like that.

"Fine, the quicker the-"

"Grizzly 1, we're detecting a soviet force moving towards you, its bigger, and were reading Bomber signatures, two of them."

Shit

Bombers werent as bad, but two could be a biiig problem.

"Bobcat 1 & 2, take the east side and flank them, warch out for possible ambush, sure they learnt what happened the first time.

Bobcat 1: roger that, heading to nav.

"Razor 2, Wolverine 1 (Rocket Tank),take the west, keep your distance, this is overwatch for you."

Razor 2: yes sir.

Wolv 1: Got it sir.

Grizzly 2 & 3 hovered close as you open the coms

"You two with me, lets let them see what we got against them."

Grizzly 2: defending the flock sir.

You saw several red blips approching from far North.

Counting 7.

Three Czar, two Flankers, two bomers.

Vegas odds.

You had four turrets too, but those were last ditch, you disnt want the fighting that close.

The Sovvies approch, you jet forward.

Rounds begin to exchange, you can feel impacts as you race towards the assaliants.

On your radar you can see you squad mates fla-

"Shit!"

Sovvies brought in reserves behind the two Bobcats.

Three Soviet Light tanks-Stoli's- and a rocket tank-Tusker.

Bobcat 2: shit sure, they're on us!

"Just keep moving, go behind the main attacking force and strike it, avoid those Stolis!"

Bobcat 2: we'll try sir!

"Shots getting bad... Orion, status?"

Orion: We've just begun operations, we're sorry we cant gelp but this door-

"Is what? I got men who will be dyimg for this."

Silence in the coms.

Orion: 10 minutes

"We'll t for that."

Its game time.

You've nearly forgot you were heading head-long into Czars, the last few seconds proved how suprised they were as no critical hits were scored.

You link and fire, tearing into the first Czar as you hit the jump jets, flying over the whole advance.

Grizzly 2 & 3 follow suit, as you pass, all three Czars are done, leaving just two Flankers and the two Bombers-Grendels.

You land just to see Bobcat 1 & 2 whizz past, followed tightly by the Stolis and Tusker.

But you're in a MBT

Fuck em.

You and your two other wingmen unleash hell, linked Gun/Cannon fire spat into the oncoming fragile tanks. Seeing the First two Stolis explode while the third and the Tusker wheel back.

You dont stop, you keep firing.

The last two explode as you quickly pull a 180 seeing BC 1 & 2 engaging the enemy from beh-

The bombers break off and fire at the Fissure.

"No!"

You bark into the coms and Gun it.

"Razor 2, Wolv 1, Get in there!"

Razor 2: Roger that.

The two light craft engage, now the Bombers flinch and break, pulling back... Into the pursuing Bobcats.

Explosions rocket ahead of you as you quickly pull up to the bobcats. Four bogies had been sheeaded before they could retreate, bio metal was all over the place.

Victory again.

"Orion come in..."

Silence

"Orion this is Grizz-"

Orion: We hear you Grizzly one, cut it close there... Those Sovvie bombers opened the Fissur so we got a better look. Oddly enough the doors are undamaged.

"Thats good, maybe now we-"

Bobcat 1: I got a blip coming in... High altitude...

Razor 2: Its a day wrecker!!

"Shiiiit!"

Seems someone is owed 90 bucks...

"All units, this is Grizzly 1, pull out, get the hell outta dodge now!"

Razor 2: What about you sir?

"Ill remain with Orion, if we all start pulling out-"

Razor 2: Then ill stay behind.

Bobcat 1: As will I!

Everyone else began to form up with you.

"Shit... Really?"

Razor 2: you saved our arses and defended the site, we wont let you die alone.

All seven vehicles stood there, in front of Orion, in front of the fissure.

Orion: we're clear, packing and moving!

The Orion, APCs and turrets come to life, vector jets pushing them away as you get a visual of the bomb. Big and red, pointed down towards you like a giant balloon.

"Start pulling back, Grizzly 2 & 3."

Grizzly 2: But Sir-

"Go!"

The two tanks turn and vector off.

"Wolverine 1, Bobcat 2, you go."

The other two pull away without fuss.

Razor 2: Grizzly 1?

"Go"

Razor 2: not without you.

"Rather blow the thing outta the sky."

Bobcat 1: Sir, thats genius!

"Can it be done?"

Bobcat 1: yes, but we gotta shoot at the right time.

"then form up, lets take this trash out."

Gun turrets elevated as best they could, tracking on target as you aim up.

Fire.

Linked Cannons and guns, miniguns, even tag shots fly out at the bomb, misses, but the hands never leave the triggers.

Round after round

Ammo low, bomb not budged.

It fell lower and lower.

Rounds still going.

10 meters up

Miniguns going

8 meters.

"Son of-"

A round strikes it at 6 meters

The impact  is amazing as the bomb explodes.

Too close.

You suddenly feel the concussion as your tank begins to be pushed back.

Towards the door.

What the-

Razor 2: Grizzly 1!!

You go through the door, high speed, you cant take the concussion.

You black out.

 

You are Twilight Sparkle.

Another night of study

Oh joy!

Spike is in bed, Owlicious is here, and an assortment of books ready to-

You notice a sudden flash coming from the town hall.

"Well that's strange, don't think the Princess or Luna is-"

A sudden explosion rips the upper section of the town hall clean off as a large black object, as big as a Manticor, flies through the air.

Right towards you.

Your eyes go wide as you see it slam right into the upper floor.

Your room!

You drop everything.

TwL: SPIKe!

As you rush up stairs, Spike runs out of your room, hands flailing as he bumps into you

Spike: T-t-t-Twilight!"

He's frightened beyond belief.

TwL: Its okay Spike, its okay, oh thank Celestia you are okay."

You look into your room.

A mess, books everywere, sawdust and wood all over.

And this big... Black thing in your room.

Thats... Not a manticor.

It hummed softly, something active deep within resides power as this life form...or some form of it, settled there, in your room, atop your bed.

The front end was pointed right out towards the sky, while its back end, smoldering, press tightly into the canopy right above your bed.

No wonder Spike was afraid, to wake and see those...jaws.

You can see an eye glaring at you from the top, while a mouth on the lower exposing row of sharp teeth.

You stammer back, horn glowing as you feel a tingle of fear, but slowly realize that this... Thing... Is inanimate.

Its not moving, but... Is it alive?

You ponder, easing close just a bit, that scary face causing you to cringe as you ease back, looking around and seeing a broom in the corner.

Something about it felt wrong...felt...terrible, like something beyond what you had ever seen; a cold chill.

You levitate it over, turning the wood handle towards the object and... poke

-clunk-

Its made of metal.

Nothing like you've seen.

Twl: Celestia's Horn

You tap it again

-clunk clunk-

Twl: What is this thing, I seriously need to figure this out or I may never get my room back...*Sigh*... Its too late for this..." you whine

But the discovery!

But your room.

You have to see if there's a book.

But Spike...

You let out another sigh.

Twl: Guess im sleeping on the floor downstairs..."

You head downstairs, closing the door as Spike is cowering.

Slike: M-monster!

Twl: No spike, its not a monster, least one I don't think we've seen."

You hear a clop-clop at the door, opening it to find almost everyone in Ponyville.

Your friends are all there.

"Are you alright Twilight?" they all say at once.

 

PonyZone

 

You are NSAnon

You slowly wake.

the interior of your helm

Its Cracked

Fuck.

You see your glove on the console.

Canopy in face.

You can see... Colour.

The fuck is this shit?

Last thing you remember were your squadmates by your side.

The bomb.

What the hell happened?

Your mind races.

Training, what did training mention on that thing

Transdimentional weapon?

Or was this  a sick joke of death we face.

You exhale, hearing the air escape frOm the 

Helm

Ohshit

You seal up

Lips tight

You got to get this off

Twist clockwise as the helm came off

You feel a cool sensation: no vacuum.

The tank had locked down, sealed internally like a cocoon, a stable O2 supplier in place to cover moderate life support.

Its an MBT

Fuck this shit.

Your locked in tight to your command chair.

No lights on anything

Total power drain.

You flick a few switches as nothing reaponds.

"Screw this."

You press your fists down, 

resting the helm atop your stick

Fucking useless.

Power need to be reset, but you doubt bio-metal be...

"THUNK THUNK THUNK"

Something on the Hud.

You look up to see a Pink Horse staring right at you, big cartoon eyes of blue twinkle as thry meet your gaz

"Your F---ing kidding me."

 

Pinkie blinked as she looked at the black tinted window, seeing a reflection of herself faintly in the glass.

Twl:Pinkie, what are you doing?

Pp:Oh Twilight, i want t say hi to whats inside. It IS a ship, duh, i mean what piolts a ship?"

Twl: What, you cant be saying thats a ship? Its completely unboyant .

Pp: why do you think that? It DID fly through your window -THUNK- I dunno, guess i assumed something and always anything will happen.

Twi: uhhh.. Right.

Twilight stood in her room

Gazing at the object now occupying the space of her bed.

Applejack and Rarity had been kind enough to help clean a little up, mind you all Rarity seemed to do was complain about the smell.

Rty: Oh what an uncelestial smell, such a stench is foul even for my sensative nuzzle to breath.

Aj: Well I ain't hearing yah help clean this up fer here Twilight, ah recon you just feeling bad she got some dandy old toy lodged in her room.

Twl: Toy?

Aj: Well ehyup, I remeber one time in Mainehatten, I saw a little truck a colt was playing with, can't help but say this here look like something outta a reel or book."

Rty: Oh thats hardly a reason to think it as a toy, such is a devine chariot of a nobel warrior, why the scars of conflict litter the thing; and those jaws, they simply are war paints of the most powerful beasts in their land.

Rarity comes close, tapping a pair of blue beacon lights along the hull of the craft.

-tap-

Rarity looks criously at the vehicle, her mind working out what she was seeing.

Rarity: ohh its simply dreary to just look at.... Hrmmm

-Ping-

Rarity: Ideeeaa!

She was off in an instant, returning shortly aftr with a small chest.

She opens it, exposing several jems.

Rarity: it such a weary thi g, but that colour, oooh thr gry meshes perfectly woth Lapus, and blue stone-

TwL: Rarity?!

Rarity pauses as sh looks at twilight, all the others are looking ay her.

Rarity: call it what you will but if his is something. Ot of his world then its best to welcome it and make it presentable.

Twilight sighs as she looks at AJ

TwL: So Can you at least wait till its out of my room before making it presentBle? You can get it out of my room...right?

AJ looks about.

AJ: ah dun know sugar cube, it did get in, can't see any trouble getti g it out."

TwL: well thr sooner he better, i cant really stand to have some spaceship occup my bed.

Aj: ah am sure the pilot didnt mean dat darling

TwL: really, well what did it mean when it smashed through my rom and take up my bed.

Aj: Ah am sure whoever dun it had a good reason.

Twilight sighs, rolli g her eyes as she looks at Fs and Spike.

FsH: Spike is fine Twilight, i woudlnt mind taking him while you sort this out.

Twilight smiles

TwL: that would be alright Flutedshy; he certainly had his scales scared off by this thing.

Fluttershy smiles as she hugs Spike close, the little drake still shiveing.

Spik:m-Monster...

Flutter: oh you poor thing.

Fluttershy coos Spike as TwI sees Dash glaring at that mouth decal.

Dash: yeah c'mon, c'mon, ill show yah what we do to punks who try to hurt mu friends.

He rainbow pegasus does a few jabs before hoof-kicking he hull only to send a respu ding Thunk through the room.

Dash:Yeowch!

Everyone chuckles

Dash: Hey whqts so funny?

AJ: always knew you had a thick head, seems someone. Eat yah in that.

Dash: What...hay!

dash goes forhead to forehead with AJ

Dash: and whqts that auppose to mean?

AJ: it means you think with our hooves den r head darling.

TwL: girls please, i got enough of a headache withthis thing. Eing here.

"Sorry Twilight" they both say, glaring at eachother for a moment.

Rarity on the other hand was still putti g jewe on the hull. It sid start t form a pattern.

Rarity: simply marbelious, Rarity you've done t again!

TwL: done what?

Rarity points to the jewels as they seem to look like a pony.

Rrt: now who says exploration cannot be beautiful?

Twilight shakes her head as she gazes up at thre onejct where Pinkie was staring rigt done a hollow...Her eys go wide at what Pinkie was on the end of.

TwL: Pinkie! Get away from there!

Pp: Why Twilight, there is an oping here, maybe we can-

TwL: Thats a cannon Pinkie!

Pinkie just blinks

Pp: oooh you mean like my party cannon? *gasp* that is amazing! We have yo gt ballons and streamrs and-

Aj: Ah don thank this thing's meant for Parties girls, something this sinister simply bah looking at it... Whoo weee...here is worse then a timber wolf.

The girls all pause and stare at it.

I wasnt something of this world

It was an alien.

TwL: I better write to Celestia...Spike!

The little dragon blinked, eyes at Twilight as he jumped to attention, quill and scroll in hand.

TwL: Dear Princess Celestia

I am sorry to disturb you on your hour of rest but we have a serious situation that needs attending.

As your Faithful student I was busy studying the roles of Equestrian spciety when an object slammed into my room.

I am not sure... From were it came from, but it has now made itself at home in the confines of my bedroom...