Rebellion

Chapter 9

The Riyadh night was cold, the chilled breeze scraped the sides of the buildings, howling like a wolf on a full moon's sight. The cracked asphalt lining the systematic pathways running across the city emitted their lightly spread fog. Explosions occasionally echoed across the damaged structures that are ghosts of their former selves. Broken windows, dimly lit with whatever lights were still working inside them. The Kingdom Tower (Real place) was dark, surrounded in the purple night mist. It's body solid black like charcoal. Like a dead animal with no sign of life in or around it. As for the populous of the former city, they're hiding. Their fear has totally consumed whatever hope they had for refuge from the invading forces. Hiding in the sewers, basements, shelters, anywhere where they thought they were safe enough to hide. Truth was, there was no safe place. The city is surrounded, carriages blocked off the roads that lead away from the city. Large metal vehicles sporting metal treads, a large cannon sticking out of the top, and a pony hiding behind a turret next to the cannon. Nopony can exit the city without being spotted. They're shot at sight. No burial, no moment of silence. They tried to escape hell. 

      Above the city, Carson's fleet of airships have taken the skies. Like large creatures hovering in the empty sky mixed with powdered concrete from the buildings or fuems from the explosions beneath. The stars were blocked by their massive silhouette bodies. The red skin of the balloons were mixed with the purple color of the night, making a dark dull red-violet color glaze. The gondala made from cheap metals, making a three room structure, the cockpit of navigation room in the front and the hangar in the back. Between the two rooms was a small room, used as a waiting room for any troops waiting in the ship. Beneath the ship were three self automated 50 cal turrets controlled from the cockpit. The fins on the back of the airship sported the heveran logo, two hooves crossed to form an 'X' and Luna's moon hovering over the hooves. The image was enclosed in a bright green circle. The blimps hummed as they floating in the air like boats on water. Quietly and gracefully throwing ripples around their surroundings. A fleet of 20 airships helped to spread fear through the touch of their shadows casted on the ground beneath. One of the twenty of airships began to descend, dropping a few hundred feet until it was around 500 feet above Riyadh's city hall. The building was built to resemble Canterlot's castle, only the color scheme was mainly compromised of white, red and gold. The body was white and the grooves of the towers and body were red with gold outlining the shapes used to form the structures. Cold and destroyed, the castle was covered in black smudges and soot. Blood splatters were seen covering the lower parts of the hall. The blood had come from the recent massacre of ponies trying to seek shelter inside the city hall. The doors never opened while Heveran troops dropped into the scene and mowed down the desperate ponies. The bodies were then dragged away and burned in town square a few blocks away. 

      The airship halted and hovered above the town hall. The two hangar doors opened and five figures jumped out and landed on the roof. Two other figues dropped into the scene. By the time the last two landed, the five have created a protective circle around them. Armed with suppressed G36 rifles and tactical knives, the five ponies began to expand their formation. one spoke;

     "Clear, sir. No sign of defensive devices or troops on top of the castle." One of the two figures nodded and the five other regrouped. The two figures stepped out into the moonlight, revealing the burnt face of Carson's and Alhadd's gray face. As usual, Carson had his sword at his side. But due to the night time chill, he had a dark leather jacket covering the front portion of his body. His eyepatch was as dark as night as his face was emotionless. Alhadd had his trenchcoat wrapped around himself and his black metal colt python with maroon rubber grip packed in its holster in front of his flank. His hair was messy as usual and he had grown a slight beard on his face. Carson was able to smell Alhadd's wretched tobacco stench from where he stood. One of the five ponies took out a saw blade and began to cut through the roof shillings. The airship made a few loud clicking noises before lifting itself back into the sky. The saw blade formed a small circle and it dropped through as soon as the figure retracted the device. A dim light shined through the newly formed hole, lighting the roof. The five figures faces and bodies were revealed; Carson's best troops, a special ops team of Heverans. They all wore a body suit made of foamed neoprene fabric, lines extruded across its surface criss crossing each other with a perpendicular outcome. Around torso was a leather belt that wrapped around the waist and the shoulder, hooked onto a metal clip hanging out of each of the belts were the G36 rifles and at the opposing side clipped onto the belt was the tactical knife. Around their head was a black cloth, completely covering their face except their eyes. In front of their eyes was a gray metal rectangular sheet with two slits parrallel to the longer side used for vision and to protect the eyes from flying debris.