"My Little Airman pt 10 Angry Again"
By PonyAirman (https://pastebin.com/u/PonyAirman)

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Created on: Friday 27th of April 2012 06:08:33 PM CDT
Retrieved on: Monday 26 of October 2020 04:40:42 AM UTC


Part 10 Angry Again

>As you walk down where the dogs ran, you notice the green landscape turn rocky
>The M1 rested on your shoulders, with your arms resting on it in turn
>Shit, you must look like you're thuggin' down the road
>Whatever
>Not in the mood?
>Not even close to that
>You spot tracks. Holy shit, a ton of tracks
>You weren't a professional tracker, but it looked like there were many hundreds of dogs that had run down here
>There might not be enough bullets for them back at your little storage house
>Eventually, you come across an empty plot of land
>Lots of land
>Rocky land
>Examining the landscape, you look in horror as you find holes in the ground
>Tunnels are not the ideal fighting ground, especially when you are the invading force
>In an enclosed area, you're sure the first shot you fire will alert everyone there
>You know nothing about how this tunnel system twists, and it's pretty much suicide to go in there
>Without a second thought you jump in
>Sliding down, you see the tunnel is well lit
>Thank whatever god there is for small favors
>Before to long, you land on your ass, producing a dull THUMP sound
>Quickly glancing for dogs, you find yourself alone.
>And you notice the tracks go on...
>Hell, maybe you were a hunter or something
>You follow them, M1 at low ready
>Soooo many side-tunnels!
>Suddenly, footsteps ahead of you
>Without a second thought, you head towards the side tunnel on your right
>Slowly you lay down your M1 and unsheath your knife, back against the wall
>No need to let them know you're there yet
>The footsteps get closer...and closer...
>Then you hear sniffing
>Shit, you probably stank like shit right now
>Or at least noticable enough for a dog
>You ready your knife
>Its shadow lengthens into the tunnel you were previously in
>You finally see the dog pass you
>He was wearing some armor and had a simple spear as a weapon. SHIT!
>...it didn't see you?
>It still looks like it's sniffing around
>Carefully, you peer behind the corner to see if there's any more of them
>None
>areyoushittingme?
>You jump the dog from behind, pulling his head up and exposing his neck, and quickly slit his neck
>Blood covers your hand and knife
>It feels good, actually
>Your hands felt a little better
>And was there a hint of satisfaction when you slit his neck?
>You drop the body in the side tunnel. Hopefully this will be over by the time anyone discovers the body. IF anyone disovers the body
>Pick up your M1 and continue
>Twists and turns are all over the place, but the tracks are still consistant
>You come across a couple more guard dogs following the tracks, and kill them similarly to the first one
>How long has it been? No more than a couple of hours...and you've only come across 3 guards
>But soon, you hear some...crying?
>Bingo
>Stealthily you sneak towards the end of that particular tunnel, and see a bunch of ponies behind bars
>Some were fillys, some were colts, but most were mares
>You notice there were some Earth ponies and some Pegasi, but no unicorns
>Huh...ponder that one
>Wait, that means Twilight Sparkle isn't here
>You almost run in there before you notice a sleeping guard
>Poor dog must've been tired
>Either that, or...
>Yup, ear plugs. Holy fuck, that tops every Basic Entry Controller story you've ever heard of
>Even the one about the EC who fell asleep in the TI office at 0400, 45 minutes before you all woke up
>You walk in, and the ponies notice you at once. They stop whining and crying and pretty much all their noise
>Looking around...you don't see Applebloom
>God damnit
>Set down the M1 and equip your knife once more
>Swiftly you pull up the guard dog and hold the knife to his knife
>You keep finding yourself behind these dogs...
>Needless to say, the beast was stunned
>Whip-crack went his whoopy tail
>And the beast was done
>He asked you *SNORT* "Be you a devil?"
>And you said
Nay! I am but a man!
>Rock AWWWWWWWWWWWWWW AWWWWWW aawww ohooo oooohhooo yeah
>He wasn't too happy
>Slowly, you motioned him to remove his ear plugs with your left while keeping him secured with your knife hand
>He does as you instruct
Alright soldier, where's the keys?
>"They're over there."
>He points to a box on the wall. 
Good boy. Now, are there any other cells here besides this one?
>"Yes, dozens"
>Shit. Wait... You bring the knife ever closer to his neck
How many ponies occupy those cells?
>"None! This is the only cell that is holding any ponies right now"
>Fucking snake. He was going to waste your time
>You knee him in the back
Fucker. Cross me again, and you'll find yourself bleeding your neck out. Got it?"
>He nods
Alright, I only came across a three other dogs on my way here. where are the rest?
>"Grrrrr"
>Another knee to the spine
>"OWW. Alright, they're all in the war room, planning for the next invasion."
>Well fuck. This rescue mission turned into a recon mission
Where's the war room?
>"Go back the way you came. Take the first left, then a right, then go straight. That's where it is."
One more thing. There are a couple of ponies that I know are here. A purple unicorn with darker purple hair, and a yellow filly with red hair. Where are they?
>He snickers. "They're in the war room! The purple one is being interrogated right now!"
>Kick him between the knees
Why?
>The only reason he's still standing is because you're holding him up. *COUGH COUGH* "She's helping us...*WHEEZE* find the best places to invade Canterlot."
Why would she do that?
>He recovers faster than you thought he would. "Because if she doesn't cooperate, the little one gets it!"
Good boy. Here's your treat.
>Slit his neck. The body drops lifelessly.
>Now every pony appears scared of you.
Calm down. I'm here to rescue you.
>You open the box and take the keys. Your words do little to reassure them
Listen up! Here's the plan! I'm going to release you all in a second. There is a path where there are plenty of tracks. Follow it, and you'll get out of these tunnels. Do NOT deviate from that path! Got it?
>Plenty of yes. Yes. YES EVERYWHERE!
And be quiet in there!
>That hushed them
>You unlock the cell doors and open them
>Damn, they made noise, hopefully not too loud
>Then again, you just had, from the looks of it, about 200 ponies saying "yes" seconds ago, so fuck it
>They all run out as soon as they're freed
>Damn, it took less time to get them going than you thought it'd take
>As soon as the area is empty, you notice a box against the wall
>Opening it, you see thirteen sticks of dynamite
>http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mgnoukKJIaU
>You take one out of the bunch
>Take a count of the magazines you have on you
>12 magazines. You're fucking lucky to have snuck around as quietly as you did.
>12 magazines. That's 180 shots
>You've got 3 clips as well, 21 shots for the M1
>An idea pops into your head...
>You take a magazine and empty the bullets into your hands
>Carefully open the dynamite stick, and VERY CAREFULLY put the bullets in at different angles
>Close the stick
>Dear god, what have you done?
>You've made a makeshift grenade
>You don't know how effective it'll be, but it'll definitely cause a lot of damage just from the blast itself. 
>Shrapnel damage might be more minimal than you thought, but hey, bullets and their casings were only so strong... and there was also a little gunpowder in each of them as well! A nice little firework this might make... if it weren't so damn dangerous!
>Now what to do with the other sticks?
>Oh, you have a pretty good idea....

>20 minutes later.............

>You walk the path that the guard dog mentioned, not expecting to find the war room
>By some miracle, he didn't lie to you, but for reasons unknown, you don't see any tracks
>Big ass doors are in front of you
>You kick them open and holy shit
>The biggest damn room you've ever seen, even wider than the rocky land above, and there must be a thousand dogs in here, all with mediocre armor and spears...wait, there were about 10 of them with crossbows. Well fuck
>You spot Twilight in the center, and Applebloom isn't far from her. She's being held by a slightly smaller dog, and one of his underlings is holding a crossbow at her small head.
>You cringe at the thought of a bolt hitting a filly's head.
>Twilight and Applebloom both cry out "ANON!"
>Oh yeah, all eyes on you
>"Who the fuck are you?"
>You look closely and find it was the one holding Applebloom who spoke. He seems to be wearing slightly different armor. It looks more decorated, and he's wearing a fancy helmet...a barbute you think it's called
>Useless trivia #1
>He must be their leader
You may have heard of me. I'm Anonymous, Captain of the United States Air Force. A few days ago, I kicked the shit out of three of your dogs. And a few hours ago, I killed somewhere between 17 and 30 of your dogs when you all invaded Ponyville.
>"Ah, so that's you?"
Yes. Who the fuck are you?
>"I'm Higgins, the dictator of the diamond dogs!"
>Intense staredown. Time to rustle some jimmies
How did you enjoy my work?
>He starts growling. "I didn't appreciate it at all. You set us back a few weeks."
Oh, well, you're not going to like what I did about half an hour ago then...
>He stares daggers at you
>"Go ahead and tell me, Anonymous..."
I killed four more of your dogs and released all the ponies you had locked up. I also gave them instructions of how to get out of here. I interrogated the prison guard, and he told me everything that's going on. And ALL of those ponies know. Your conquest is over before it has even started.
>"GET HIM! I WANT HIS HEAD ON A PIKE!"
>Bolts fly at you, and dogs are coming right at you
>You duck, barely avoiding the bolts, and start firing your M1 into the dogs wielding the crossbows
>In less than four seconds you've hit all but two of them
>PING
>Adrenaline courses through your body, making you reload faster
>You hit the last two bowmen-er dogs, and proceed to start shooting into the crowd
>Six more down
>PING
>Last clip loaded
>The dogs are getting closer
>Firefirefirefirefirefire
>Shit, only got seven this time
>PING
>Immediately you drop the M1, and unholster your M9. At the same time, you take out that music player
Twilight, I don't remember asking for this, but thank you!
>You immediately think of a particular song. Not knowing how it works, you just sorta will it to happen
>http://www.dailymotion.com/video/x24tba_megadeth-angry-again_music
>The noise of the song echoes through the wide cavern, and drown out the noise of the bullets. Damn, it's like the band is actually there blasting your ears out
>Not only do you feel even more empowered, but it seems that the diamond dogs are demoralized a bit. They're not so enthused about going after you. Have you become a monster?
>It seems like it, as you start shooting the M9 into the crowd
>They're still coming after you
>And it takes about two bullets to take down a dog
>Fuck
>Empty
>Reload
>Continue fire
>Hit one right between the eyes
>At this rate, you have enough time for one more magazine
>Fine
>You reload, and start shooting wildly into the zerg rush of enemies while you unsheath your knife
>Out of ammo
>Drop the M9
>You rush towards Twilight Sparkle
>Dog in your way
>He has his spear pointed right at you
>Oh, I think I'll just let that happen
>Yeah, right...
>You dodge the spear and make quick work stabbing him
>Pulling your blade out, you notice you're surrounded
>MUSIC TO FULL BLAAAAST!
>Their ears must hurt even more than yours, and yours feel like they'll bleed at any second
>They're gripping their ears, and you continue the slaughter, getting soaked in blood
>Soon, you look like you had a gallon of blood dropped onto you
>Behind you, you get stabbed
>Shit, that hurt
>You also get punched in the stomach
>And in the ribs
>And in the kidneys
>You're down now
>Get up
>Slice up a couple more dogs before you're forced down again, getting stabbed and hit all over
>Well, you had a nice run
>Your only regret was that you couldn't explain your drunken rage last night to Twilight
>With all your strength, you pull out the dynamite, and a lighter
>Light the fuse
>"OH SHIT!"
>The dogs notice your little bomb
>They try to take it from you
>A combination of the resolute strength of a dying man and their uncoordinated efforts keeps them from getting your makeshift grenade
>You always did want to die in a blaze of glory
>You start to shout with the last lyrics of the song
ENGAGED IN CRIME I GRASP MY THROAT
ENRAGED MY MIIIIIIIND STARTS TO SMOKE
ENFORCE A MENTAL OVERLOAD
>They finally grab the dynamite, but it's already too late. The fuse is beyond any point of reachability
ANGRY AGAIN ANGRY AGAIN ANGRY OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW
>A loud explosion interrupts you and you close your eyes, seeing black


>You open your eyes and see a purple dome over you
>It seems you're still alive
>But everything around you is fucked
>You see limbs thrown around everywhere
>Blood is everywhere
>Slowly you get up
>You start coughing up blood
>Not good
>Looking ahead, you see Twilight and Applebloom, and Higgins is gone.
>In fact, you see stragling diamond dogs running into various exits
>You jog over to the two ponies
>BAD IDEA
>FUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCK
>Applebloom has her hooves over her eyes. Twilight has tears in hers
>"Keep your eyes closed until I say otherwise Applebloom"
>"Ok Twilight"
>She turns to you
>"Anon, you came for us..."
Yeah
>"But you were going to kill yourself..."
Yeah
>"And that song... It was scary...."
Yeah
>"Why were you going to kill yourself????"
>You can't continue looking at her. She's emotional, and may have some PTSD. You need to get them out of here ASAP
Come on, we have to leave now!
>She nods, picks up Applebloom, and follows you
>You lead the way, only pausing to pick up your discarded guns. Quickly reloading the M9, you feel you can never be too careful, especially right now
>Picking up your M1, you just sling it around you. No clips. Might as well be a glorified club.
>You soon come across that box you set down
>Turns out you found a huge column that looked like it would collapse the tunnel if it were removed
>That's what you intended to do
Go on ahead. I have to light the dynamite
>She turns her head and yells "NO!"
What?
>"How do I know you won't just stay there?"
>Huh. From what she knows about you, that's actually a legitimate question
>But still, very emotional
I won't stay behind. I swear
>Look her in the eyes
>Ouch. Did you two just have a little moment?
>You didn't like that
>She turned and walked away
>At least it got her going
>You wait until she's a good distance away, and then you light the sonofabitch
>And run
>RUNNINGOHGODOHGODWHATHAVEIDONE
>Still coughing up blood
>And bleeding
>You somehow manage to catch up to Twilight
>The two of you run away
>"Hey, shouldn't it have gone off by n-"
>BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM
>Rocks everywhere
>Keep fucking running
>That's the entrance you took going in
>Now it's your exit
>FUCKING RUN
>Somehow, you made it before the whole underground collapsed
>Immediately, you vomit blood
>Applebloom finally opens her eyes
>"Uh Twilight, what's wrong with Mr. Ahnon?"
>She turns and gasps at the your bloody mess
>Her horn starts to glow...
>And then Higgins comes and grabs her
>"Did you think that would stop me? I may have lost my army, but like a phoenix, I will rise from the ashes of my dogs!"
>You unholster your gun and jump up to your knees
>And notice he's got a handgun-sized crossbow aimed at Twilight's head
>"It's either her or you. Make your choice!"
>You see the insanity in his eyes
>Reminds you of...well you, with one exception
>He's an untrained amateur
>You're a professional.
>You gently toss your gun in front of you, landing 5 feet ahead.
>He's about 10 feet way from you
>"A poor decision Anonymous!"
>He fires as you leap forward
>You miscalculated your reaction time
>He hit you in your thigh
>But you still have the advantage
>He thought you would let him shoot you
>You grabbed your gun and fired.....
>And hit Twilight Sparkle
>She falls
>Immediately, you empty your clip into Higgins
>"No...Fair..."
All's far in love and war, buddy.
>You crawl over to Twilight Sparkle and examine the bullet wound...

>She got hit in her hoof, above the knee joint... or where the knee would be if she were a human
>Exit wound...good, there's one. You would hate to have to dig out a bullet
>You quickly remove your ABU blouse and sand t-shirt, and rip the t-shirt into strips
>Your training kicked in and did the rest
>Stopped the bleeding
>Stable
>But she seems out of it
>"...Anon, why?"
>She passes out
It was an accident. I'm sorry
>Tears run down your face
>This hurt much more than Ashley
>You get up and fireman carry her.
>Applebloom follows you
>"Hey Mr. Ahnon! That sure was some fantsy fight'n ya did back there!"
Yeah
>"Is Twilight gonna be 'k?"
Yeah, of course
>You're weak, you're depressed, and you're hurting
>She keeps on talking all excited as kids always do, and you nod here and there, say yeah in the appropriate places, and just listen to her
>Applebloom is pretty much keeping you going at this point
>You make it into town, and see that town reparations are going on right now
>Even at...well, it's sunset, so yeah, it's kinda late for the day
>Almost immediately you're spotted, and ponies come running towards you
>Gently, you take her off your shoulders
She's got a flesh woud on her hoof, and possibly some Post-
>"We'll take care of her from here"
Alright, thanks.
>There's a carriage that comes by shortly to pick her up
>with that responsibility gone, you let yourself fall face first and pass out.