Honorable Intentions

by The Whale Man

Never Forget

Previous Chapter

It seemed as if every eye in town stared at him, it was unsettling. The creatures would flinch at his every move but still stare. He ascended the crater and looked towards the forest. With his eyes, not his helmet, lest the creatures catch his plan. One finally came to retrieve its comrade and he knew thIs was the time. He grabbed a clump of pebbles, hurled it at the crowd, and ran towards the forest. All executed in a second, Palmer would be proud. It was clean so far, he heard screams, and no one pursued.

He stopped at the edge of the forest, only to come upon a cabin. He cursed himself and backtracked to a bush when his motion sensor picked up signatures. The door to the cabin opened and two horses emerged. "Thanks for the bird feed Fluttershy." The purple one stated. This very much unsettled Walker as he still hadnt grown used to these...things talking.
The other creature he assumed to be Fluttershy thanked the other horse and bid her a merry way. Walker waited till the door closed and the purple horse was well of his sensors before bolting into the bushes. Unbeknownst to him a small rabbit watched it all.
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Twilight shifted the bird feed bag around so she could read the label. After she triple checked that it met her need and specifications she moved it aside. What she saw was horrible, devastation. Rarity's boutique was demolished, a crowd gathered round the rubble. Greatly concerns for her friends well-being she high tailed it to the edge of the crowd. She bustled and pushed aside many a pony before coming to the aide of a very shaken Rarity. Sweetie belle was at her side. "What happens here!" Twilight frantically stated. Many a murmur was emerging from the crowd. Rarity whimpered a reply, "M-monster, exploded, ran into the forest." She gripped consciousness one last time me fainted in sweetie belles hooves.


Author's Note

Well, my friends ism my friend anymore. He logged onto my account and posted my story I was saving for a long time. He wrote it poorly and barely caught the gist of what I told him. Based on the reception it was half-n-half so I guess I'll just work off it. I'm with everyone who wondered why his visor cracked. I'm call g this a morsel of whats to come. All chapters after will 1500+ words in the fashion above. I'm sure you will love what is to come.