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Rokkurin

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3 Days Ago-

 

"We need reinforcements!" a commander of the royal guard yelled out to his lieutenant.

 

"That is not possible commander," the lieutenant replied, "The enemy has stopped all forms of communication with the main branch."

 

The commander swore under his breath. In front of him, a few hundred yards ahead, the battle raged on. The 12th royal guard battalion was getting annihilated by the enemy. This battle was going to be the turning point in this war and Equestria was at stake. "Hold them off for as long as you can!" he yelled at another officer. The officer only nodded and ran to the front line to tell the sergeants and everyone else to fight with all they got. That did nothing to boost moral.

 

"LOOK OUT!" a private yelled but it was too late. A bomb landed in the middle of their formation and detonated, killing them all. From the 100,000 that marched towards the enemy, less than 2,000 remained and soon they were all going to die if nothing was done about it.

 

Seeing no way out, the commander gave his last order, "RETREAT!" he screamed. Everyone than started to yell the same word till everyone was turning tail and running.

 

Less than 2,000 ran. Out of those, only 600 remain.

 

Present Day- Location Unknown

 

The remaining soldiers in the camp, that they quickly put up, had lost all hope. They mopped around, saying things like "This is the end" "There is no hope" "We are all going to die" and so on.

 

Out of those, there were only three who did not share in the depression. Instead, ever since the last battle, they have been working to improve their skills as much as they can. Even though the battle was not too long ago.

 

Guardian was sitting down meditating. With him were the only three remaining from his squad. The three are roughly new and never got a chance to introduce each other. Without breaking focus, Guardian spoke up, "My name is Guardian Angel, or Guardian for short." he said.

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"Names Flame Stryker or Stry(stri) or even Flame" He tipped his hat up to look at Guardian. "Nice to meet you Guard" He said as he kept messing with hif knife he has with him as he sharpened it. "So...what made you guys join this little war that's going on" He said trying to start a conversation and get to know the other ponies here right now at the moment.


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@,@@Rokkurin,

"The name's Roarke" Roarke looked each of the ponies dead in the eye for a second, the continued his story. "I joined this because i had to. I was forced to go by my superior officer, who died in the explosion. What about you guys?" He reached to chest to feel if the combat knife was still sheeted in it's place. As he felt that it was so, one of the corners of his mouth curled in a barely noticable smile.

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My OC's: Roarke, Repsol and Crystal  

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Guardian still sat as still as a rock, "I joined to help fight for Equestria." he simply said. After a few minutes he stood and took off his back a weapon he got while he was gone for four years. It was a steel forged two handed sword that felt weightless in his hands from his training and spun around to slice at a tree, causing a big cut to form.

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He took another blade, a bit longer the the dagger bit a bit longer and curved. "I joined to protect Equestria but its a bit too late for that" He said brandishing both weapons before sheathing them. He took his hat off and sat it on his lap. "Wanted to say something to someone before this all happened but I guess its too late now" He said


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Roarke looked at Stryker next to him. He seemed awfully depressed about something. He wanted to speak up but his conciense decided it wasn't the best of ideas at the time, so he just kept silent. Letting out a deep sigh instead.

As he looked around again, searching for something to distract himself with, his gaze fell upon the tomahawk wich was holstered at his tigh. He took it out and spun it around a few times, then he got a black stone from one of the bags on his belt and began sharpening it.

"Why are we here?" He eventually said. "I mean, why arn't we fighting? It isn't like retreating is going to win us this war, no matter how much troops we have."


 

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Guardian sharply turned with a smile on his face, "That;s it!" he proclaimed. "Why are we just sitting here while the enemy is on the move and letting our own brothers die!" he quieted down to a whisper, "I say we go and take the fight to them, just like Roarke said, why are we just sitting here?" he then walked a few feet away, Who's with me?" Guardian finished pulling out his blade and pointing outward, hoping they will do the same with him to agree to this.

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Roarke followed Guardian's lead and got his tomahawk from it's holster and brought it up to Guardian's sword. Nodding to him as he opened his mouth to speak. We'll no longer stand for this. The blood of our fellow troops is on the hands of our superior officers, who keep us locked in here. I say we go awol, and make our own fate."


 

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He sighed and did the same with the longer blade.  "Fellow brothers...lets move towards the sound of chaos" He said with confidence. "First of where are we even heading" He asked. "Besides...being here not doing anything makes us useless and we can't do anything unless we do ANYTHING" 


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Guardian smiled as he placed his weapon back onto his back. "All right then, its settled. We take the fight to them." he said turning to the camp. "Grab everything you need and meet back here at night. We leave when as soon as we meet up." with that said he walks back to camp to grab his armor and a few others essentials, and to also get some shut eye.

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Flame nodded as he opened his bag which had medical supplies, food, armor, and his weapon that he placed in the bag. "I'm all set already" Flame said putting the bag on his back. He placed his hat back on his head. "War...war never changes" He said quoting a game he used to play before this happened.


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Roarke nodded and walked over to his tent. He grabbed some stuff he deemed worthy of taking, a compass, some painkillers and he stole a smokebomb from the other guy who stayed at the tent. 

After that he went to get some food items and soon went to get some sleep. He didn't get a very restfull sleep as he was pesterred with nightmares. When he woke up again, he walked over to the place they decided to meet up, and sat down. Waiting for the rest to arrive.


 

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That Night

 

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Guardian and his other two remaining squad regrouped back at their meeting spot to depart. Guardian was dressed in steel armor. "Now is the only time to turn back if you so choose to." he said re-checking his supplies to make sure he has everything needed for not only him but the other two.

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"I'm fine now" He said wrapping a scarf around his mouth. "Let's just go" He looked at his supplies. "I got enough food for all three of us and some med supplies in case any of us get injured" He said closing his bag. "Now...shall we get going now" He said looking at the sky


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@,@@Rokkurin,

"I'm not turning back. I've been sitting here for too long already, let us depart." Roarke said as he swung his backpack over his shoulder and checked one final time for his tomahawk and combat knife. He looked at the other two before moving out of the camp, his mind on edge and the muscles in his hands tensing at every unsuspected movement from wildlife around him.


 

My OC's: Roarke, Repsol and Crystal  

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