S.S. in Equestria
Conflict
Previous ChapterNext ChapterDieter studied the room he was in silently. Twilights house, although built in a tree was quite cozy. He noted that there were shelves and shelves of books. Dieter had always enjoyed reading. He found reading to be edifying and quite refreshing. This place was apparently originally a library. On the surface, Dieter still did not give any reaction.
Dieter noticed a purple scaled, bipedal creature staring at him with wide, green eyes. Dieter assumed that it was a lizard of some sort. Twilight introduce the creature as “Spike”. Apparently, he was a baby dragon. Dieter resisted the urge to roll his eyes. Of course there would be a dragon! He was in a land governed by sentient Equines and control by two deities who apparently controlled the sun and moon. How could there not be dragons? Dieter wasn’t so much confused as he was annoyed. This was like some sort of fairy tale!
The dragon spoke, “So you’re an alien?”
“I am a human, not an alien.” Dieter responded with his usual impassive tone.
“Okay. That’s cool?” The dragon was obviously confused. The way Spike saw it, anything that was not a native to Equestria was an alien. How could this creature not define itself as such?
After the not-so-cordial introduction that Dieter had given the ponies, they seemed to be avoiding him as best they could. Dieter noticed them discussing him in the corner. At least, he assumed that he was the subject of their conversation, since they were constantly glancing at him. Of course, they could have simply been intimidated of him. Dieter preferred it when people were afraid of him. It gave him a gratifying feeling of empowerment.
Applejack, the orange one, came up to him. Dieter knew it was likely another attempt to get him to apologize for his coarse introduction. Applejack looked him up and down, frowning. Dieter remained still, standing in the centre of the room. He was almost like a statue. He still wore no facial expressions. He appeared even more emotionless that the Canterlot royal guards, and that was saying something.
Applejack spoke he words heavily accented, “You know what ah think, Mr. Heinrich? Ah think that you are very rude, and should at least try to be nice. What ah mean to say is that, we are showing you hospitality. You should at least try to be thankful.” Applejack looked up at him expectantly.
“One,” Dieter replied, “You will call me Oberführer, Oberführer Heinrich, or sir. You will not call me Mr. Heinrich. I hold a military rank, and will be addressed as such.”
Applejack narrowed her eyes.
“Two,” Dieter continued, “Do not presume to lecture me on my manners. I outrank you. Therefore, you will follow what I order, not vice versa.”
Applejack’s eyes became like slits.
Dieter noticed the other ponies staring at him, wide eyed. Rainbow Dash displayed obvious hostility towards his words. Dieter got the feeling that she did not find his demeanor endearing. Dieter didn’t care. His purpose was not to be endearing. He did not want to become attached to others, since they had a nasty habit of dying on him. Some died naturally, others were murdered, some shot on the battlefield, other torn apart by shell fragments. No, he could not afford to become attached to people, much less something that was not a human. Dieter still had not decided whether or not to designate them as an under-race, like the Jews.
Just as Dieter was about to turn away, a rainbow colored contrail zipped right up to him. For the second time in as many hours, Dieter found Rainbow Dash right in his face.
“Hey!” Rainbow Dash yelled, “No one talks to my friends like that! Do you hear me?”
Dieter smirked in amusement. It was the first time that day he had made a facial expression in front of others. The expression only seemed to infuriate Rainbow Dash, who had perceived that the expression was a mocking one. She charged him.
Dieter knew the attack was coming. It was written all over Rainbow Dash’s body language, from the tensing of the muscles to the clenching of the teeth, it had been obvious. As she came at him her hooves extended, Dieter side-stepped. His hand fell to his belt, and he drew his combat blade. In one fluid motion, he had his arm around a stunned Rainbow Dash. He brought the knife up to her throat. Rainbow Dash tried to squirm out of his grasp, but he was stronger by far.
“Do not attack me.” Dieter hissed. “Next time, I may not be so merciful.”
He let go of Rainbow Dash, who collapsed to the ground, gasping for breath.
The stunned silence was almost deafening. Rainbow Dash, the fastest of them all had been bested in less than two seconds. The ponies couldn’t believe it. Dieter, they realized was a warrior that far outclassed them all, not to mention the fact that he was at least two feet taller than all of them.
Dieter replaced his knife.
There was a sudden pounding at the door. Twilight telekinetically opened the door, noting the surprised look on Dieter’s face. Some things obviously did startle him. Perhaps his species weren’t capable of magic. A royal guard was framed in the door. Behind him was dragged an angry Diamond Dog.
The guard spoke almost as coldly as Dieter, “We captured this creature when it was raiding. Its brethren have captured a few of our ponies, and we are unsure where they are being held. Since you are Princess Celestia’s student, we were wondering if you could use your magic for an interrogation.”
“I’m sorry, sir, but I can’t use my magic so brutishly!” Twilight replied, shocked.
“I understand, Miss Sparkle. It was worth a tr-“ The guard was cut off by loud footfalls.
Dieter, knife in hand approached the guard. Running his finger over the blade to test its sharpness, he spoke. There was more indifference in his voice than even what the guard was capable of.
“Allow me.” Dieter grinned wolfishly, his blue eyes fixed intently on the dog before him. He could finally do something that was slightly challenging. Interrogation, after all, was an art. The ponies shrank away from his fear inducing form. The Diamond Dog whimpered.
“You should be afraid.” Dieter declared as the dog began to struggle.
Author's Note
Thank you for reading! Please feel free to comment and give me ideas for the next chapter.
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