Fall Out: Equestria By: Kkat

Chapter Thirty-Six: The Very Strange Tale of Midnight Shower

<strong style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; box-sizing: border-box;">Chapter Thirty-Six: The Very Strange Tale of Midnight Shower

<em style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; box-sizing: border-box;">“I got shit make you horny, make your mare horny, make you hard, make you happy, make you strong, make you smart… and, of course, I got THE drug, the shit that’ll make you FLY… Dash.”

<strong style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; box-sizing: border-box;"><em style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; box-sizing: border-box;">BLAM!

The bloodwing screeched as the bullet from my sniper rifle tore through its abdomen.  The dark shadow tucked in its wings, spiraling downward, disappearing in the storm.

Sheets of rain lashed across the <em style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; box-sizing: border-box;">Sky Bandit.  I was relying more on S.A.T.S. than on my own vision.  Above us, SteelHooves was doing the same.  The rhythmic booming of his grenade machine gun and the shrieks of the bloodwings filled the air.

“Where the hell did they all come from?” Calamity shouted, firing the twin guns of his battle saddle as the dark form of one of the giant bats swooped up in front of us.  There were far more than the dozen I had originally counted.  It was a whole damned flock.

I heard the thud as one of them landed on SteelHooves above, biting at his armor in a futile effort to pierce it.  Another swirled up out of the rain and slammed into the side of the <em style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; box-sizing: border-box;">Sky Bandit, rocking it, sending me tumbling backwards off the bench I had perched on.  My sniper rifle clattered to the ground.  

Green flame erupted across the side of the <em style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; box-sizing: border-box;">Sky Bandit; the burning bloodwing let out an ear-splitting screech of agony and fell away as the heavy rain washed away the flames.  Pyrelight flashed through the air, piercing the air with a battle cry as she dove after it.  I blinked, struck by the impression that the balefire phoenix had a vengeful hatred for the creatures.

Another bloodwing latched itself onto the opposite side of the passenger wagon, viciously thrusting its head into the windows, gnashing at us.  Velvet Remedy’s combat shotgun roared, and I was splattered with what had been inside the creature’s head.

As Xenith knocked the body of the bloodwing away, I threw myself to my hooves, leaving the sniper rifle and drawing out Little Macintosh.  We were in the thick of them now.  And Applejack’s trusty little revolver was the fastest and most powerful weapon I had.  For a moment, I felt bad for our zebra; her fighting style was useless in this situation.

I leapt to the window, slipping into S.A.T.S. and taking aim at the first dark shadow I saw.

<strong style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; box-sizing: border-box;"><em style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; box-sizing: border-box;">BLAM!  BLAM!

The first shot went through the bloodwing’s back.  The second tore a hole in its left wing.  It fell from the sky only for another to take its place, lunging towards my window.

<strong style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; box-sizing: border-box;"><em style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; box-sizing: border-box;">BLAM!  BLAM!  BLAM!