Marking a target

[sharpwit]

Sharp may not have been the fastest flier in Equestria, but training with the Bureau definitely honed his skills in aerial combat. With graceful ferocity, he sliced through the air towards the changeling shooter, dodging or disabling any minions that attempted to get in his way. C'mon, almost there... he thought, mentally egging himself on.
The shooter, however, had noticed Sharp approaching him with alarming speed, and decided that he had gotten quite close enough. Aiming his new weapon, he let loose a chain of rapid shots through the air with deadly accuracy towards his attacker.
Sharp had a split second to dodge the barrage of deadly ammo. SHIT SHIT SHIT! he thought, his heartbeat ringing through his ears. He knows where I am, how the hell am I supposed to get close to him now?
Well, I'm sure our shooter wouldn't be too eager about shooting his own allies, the Dark Voice suggested.
Nodding to himself, Sharp adjusted his strategy so that he would be under the cover of a changeling at all times. Unfortunately, this presented a new problem- said cover changeling would then dive after him. Although he easily disabled the bug's attack, he quickly saw that it was going to be much more difficult to navigate through the horde like this. What would be really useful is if I could camouflage among them, he thought to himself.
Perhaps it isn't you who needs to camouflage yourself among them, but THEY who will camouflage themselves to you, the Voice grinned.
... I hate you so much when you're brilliant, Sharp growled. Soaring over to the nearest changeling minion, he tried a trick that he had heard worked occasionally on changelings: "HEY BUG BRAINS!!" he roared mockingly. "BET YOU CAN'T COPY ME!"
The effect was nearly instantaneous- as if setting off a chain of dominoes, every changeling surrounding Sharp Wit became near carbon copies of the grey pegasus. Cackling with glee as his plan came into effect, he proceeded to bash the ever-living crap out of his doppelgangers with a renewed vigor.
I wonder what a psychologist would say about this, the Dark Voice mused.