The Purple Blur

FIC LOG. WRITE DATE. 526131:04 STORY DATE. MAY 2ND. MAJOR BACKSTORY GOES DOWN IN THIS CHAPTER. SORRY IF THIS SOUND LIKE TROLLFIC.

The last time we see are heros, they fainted. Big cliche, am i right? Anywho’s, onward into the STORY!

His trusty first mate trotted next to him.

“Any objections to the battle strategy?”

No hoof was raised.

“Good. your turn, big boy.”

“Thanks, Sly Gun. We know what to do, and the formations are set in stone. AM I CLEAR?”

“SIR YES SIR.”

“All right, colts. TO BATTLE!”

We all charged out of our small cave. It was cramped, but just enough to hold the men, guns, armor, and me, the only living dragon left. We raced past numerous chiwawas and demon spawn of hell. We sped acrossed cotton candy landscapes and insane ponies. When we reached our destination, There he sat. The devil of chaos that slaved us here for nine years. The devil himself.

Discord.

Josh woke up with a start and a burning sensation in his throat. He look around remembering what happened the night before. As the memories struck him like an oncoming bus, he noticed what was left of his house and felt like he was hit by one.

His house, and surround areas, were nothing but ash and dirt.

“Well crap.”

He looked west, hoping the sun was at a point so he could determine the time. And it was. Around 8 PM. Thank the lord it was almost summer. The sun was beginning to set. He was out for only 14 hours. He looked over to his sister, just to the right of him. She certainly change during the time they were out. Her feet seemed a little twisted, also with one of her toes looking bigger than the others. and her hair was a brilliant shade of dark blue. She had horse ears and a big bulge near her hiney. She seemed to be resting peacefully.Josh decided to sleep until tomorrow. Maybe then Hannah would be awake and they could figure out what the hay was happening to them. He was shell shocked and didn't realize he thought like a pony for a moment. He didn't care, however, because he was off into the land of nod.

“Oh, how charming, the pawn has led the kings to danger.”

“We’re not afraid of you ,Discord! You haven't won yet!!”

“What do you know, Captain Failure.”

The whistle he then led from his lips almost ruined my ears. Then Sly Gun walked ahead, almost like she was hypnotised.

“Coming Master.......”