"The Zebra's became united at some stage long before the war. Im sure that it began in Roam, their capital city and that they united the tribes there into fully fledged civilians and soldiers like Equestria is. During the Great War, they were the least technologically advanced nation but still could make Megaspells. Their technology was quite impressive to say the least. They had power armor, some advanced robotics and they had those damn stealth suits that i found annoying after a while. The Roaman Empire, which is what the Zebra had served under, was getting humiliated near the end of the Great War. Not only were we pushing into the empire at an astonishing speed, but we could easily hold the line until the commandos and regular forces arrived. In the end, they took those desperate measures and almost wiped out all sentient life." Crimson said, answering Timestoppers question. He also heard a very familiar voice behind him. Crimson sighed when he recognized it was Julion, who he just had a habit of running into by accident. Crimson decided to sit down on a crate nearby the group and send another message to the B.O.L. This time, Crimson had a change of plans. He was still going to Snowville, but was going to unite the B.O.L and travel deep into the Zebra homeland to take down Eclipse. If he sent a signal to meet at his location, it would make a bad first impression on the Wastelanders and especully the Commandos. "I need to leave for a couple hours. I can find you again through my Pipbuck, i need to do something....personal." he said. "Anything else you guys want to say?"
"Have you ever heard of the Mixiums? They're apparently some corporate tribe that has hired us to clear out a place called Zoxza, apparently one of the few green places left in the Wasteland. Anything you know about them?" Julion asked, knowing that every shred of information tends to be useful at some point later on.
"Im afraid that i haven't heard of them. I have heard some rumors about them when i visited Roam, but only the name being brought up and that was all. They don't really like to talk about them there. They must have done something bad." Crimson replied back to Julion.
Julion grimaced, "What about Zoxza? They're representative told us it was inhabitanted by ponies so savage they're barely even ponies anymore, is there any truth to that?" He asked, already fearing the worst.
The R20 spoke up *something is interfering with my scanner, no information could be required* "hmm what could be interfering with R20's scanner"
"Unfortunately, yes. Zoxza are almost nothing but raiders who had degraded into almost savage animals. The stories about them are not bad, because they are actually worse." Crimson said. "I take it that you received a contract Solider? That you got paid a handsome amount of money to take these beasts down." Crimson said. "I wish you the best Solider, i need to finish up some problems of my own first. Once done, i can assist you and this group of wastelander's to whatever cause. Be it business negotiations to full scale battles."
Trav heard the ruckus below of Time's robot apparently taking a dirt nap, and decided to scan the area. He noticed a small pony running away from the group almost hurriedly. "Hey guys," he started, but then decided they wouldn't miss him anyway. He took off flying. He stalked the pony for a little way from the air before deciding to confront him. Trav did a dive bomb from slightly above the clouds to right in the pony's path. "Where you going in such a hurry pipsqueak," Trav asked in a booming voice. "Sorry, that is no way to make friends. Hello I'm Trav. Why are you running away from our group so swiftly, before introducing yourself?" He looked at the pony, whom seemed shocked by his sudden appearance, and waited for a reply.
"I need to get going. I wish you all the best for your travels and that i shall return soon." Crimson said before teleporting to Snowville. When he arrived just outside of the town, he noticed that he was being tracked as someone in the group must have shot a tracker on his back hoof just before he left. He dismissed the thought of being followed or having his location known as he wasnt anywhere significant to them. Crimson thought about who had shot it, was it the steel ranger, the solider, or another individual in the group. Crimson decided to think about that later as he stood just outside his hometown. Snowville, a town just smaller than what Ponyville used to be was right in front of him. The town was famous for being close to it's surrounding snowy mountains and as a ski resort from before the war. The buildings were not large, with the exception of the town hall in the center of the town which towered over the other homes and businesses by about 3 to 4 stories.The mountains nearby still had a large amount of its snow while the nearby forest was burnt to ashes and dead trees. Crimson looked to his right, where he seen the abandoned school which he was taught in. Memories flooded his mind as he was about to enter the town. But he had one small problem. What the last day didn't destroy with Balefire, raiders have. The town wasn't a hotspot for raider activity, but it was sizable. Crimson took down the two guards silently within seconds. He wasnt going to let his home, his childhood be perverted by the worst excuses of ponydom had to offer. Once he had kicked the makeshift gates which protected the town entry down, all hell had broke lose. Crimson only used his unarmed fighting skills, these vermin didn't deserve a quick death by gunfire. The raiders were alert now and were heading towards Crimson in their dozens, and Crimson simply smacked and tossed them around like they were sacks of meat instead of somewhat normal pony's. Within fifteen minutes, Crimson had wiped out the majority of the raiders with his bare hoofs. Those who had survived had fled for dear life knew that they were dead before they knew what hit them. Before they knew what they were dealing with....
Trav looked at Tyler trying to decide whether or not to believe him. How could anyone be so scared? "Umm...well, Tyler, I can promise you that not a single pony in that group wishes to cause you any harm," Trav said with the most sincere smile he could muster. "As a matter of fact, they are taking on new ponies into their group. I'm sure you have a special talent that could be beneficial to them right?" He wasn't fond of this "being nice" thing, it left a funny taste in his mouth but he promised Bryz and that overly official looking red one that he would try and turn over a new leaf. Plus, this Tyler kid didn't look like he was bad, so no point in treating him badly..
"Hmmm well I do need to be with some safe ponies however I still have a home in Avalonia but then again I guess I can join your group and go back to Avalonia at some times so I dont know what my choice it BUT if I join can I go back to my home at certain times? cause I finally got a job and a home and I dont want to leave it" Tyler said taking a huge breather. Just then Tyler realized something and he said "Hey do you guys have something to play audio tapes? cause I got a few and I need to know whats on them"
Trav was already starting to regret inviting this pony along. He seemed spastic and way more scatterbrained than Trav was used to. "Well, uh...I guess we can swing by your home from time to time, that really depends on the group. You don't have to join us if you have a home somewhere. It just seemed to me you were lost and in need of guidance which I was offering thru our group. As for something to play audio tapes, we have a few ponies that have all sorts of tech. I'm sure one of them has something that can play it," Trav replied in an indifferent tone. He figured that Time would have something that would play audio tapes, though with the death of his flying toy maybe not. "Join em or don't join em, doesn't matter to me either way. You're cutting into my relaxation time." Trav took of with lightning speed to return to his cloud above his new companions. Hopefully it hadn't lost its fluff in the time he spend talking to Tyler.
Timestopper began working on the R20 "I see the problem, She just need some maintenance" Timestopper pulled a wrench and got to work on the R20
Tyler walked back up too the group and saw Timestopper fiddling with the R20. He went up to Time and asked "Hey Time you need help? I know alot about maintence'.
