Anti-Social Anon in Equestria

Chapter 2

The Manticore stood easily about a foot above you, its wings stretched to an intimidating size, and its mace-like tail shifting ever so slightly just like a cats. It again blew a puff of hot air, but this time into your face. The smell of rotting meat burning your nostrils, the hair on the back of your neck standing on end. The Manticores eyes flashed and a slow devious fanged smile ripped across its face. "Well? Run!" The Manticore lifted its paw, you immediately sheathed your knives, and back-rolled just in time as it slashed the ground. You did not want to see what this monster had in store for you so you turned and ran in the direction that the wood-like wolves ran in. You heard behind yourself a savage roar and snapping of trees, only goading you to run faster.

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You tried to make it as hard as possible for the Manticore to keep a lock on you. you slipped between every tree, jumped over every rock, dived through every thicket. You run into a clearing and in your current situation you did not hear the rushing waterfall ahead. You quickly noticed the rushing water and stopped at the edge of the cliff and peeked over, it was at least a hundred foot drop and the other side was about twenty feet across. That fall could kill you instantly, but you don't want to go down without a fight. You turn back towards the woods to see the Manticore walking calmly out of the tree line smiling, licking its lips, ready for its next meal. This was all just a big game to him and you thought to yourself: "Play time is over." The Maticore slowly paced the tree line staring you down, as you reach over your left shoulder and draw your machete with your right hand and draw your survival knife with your left. This thing was starting to piss you off. With the survival knife in a defense position in front of you and your machete raised over your right shoulder you charged the beast. It roared in turn and leaped at you, you grunt as you slide beneath it and deliver a light slash to its right underbelly. You got up immediately and got into position for the next attack as it gripped its left right side in pain. "Look for its weaknesses." "Now you chime in?" The Manicore suddenly dashed forward and spun to the left, swigging its tail at your feet. You easily dive over its tail dodging the blow as the the Maticore stumbled away in confusion.

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"Thats it! Its clumsy!" "Enough of this!" you jeer, a smile breaking across your face. It roars clearly enraged as it gets in close for the kill. It slashes wildly and predictably at you as you calmly back handspring out of reach and slashing its great paws every time it misses, keeping your psychotic grin on and keeping eye contact infuriating it more and more. You know that your back is now to the cliff and that's just where you need to be. You dive roll backwards and out of reach, you land with your feet on the edge of the cliff and you take dramatic pose, point at the Manticore and scream "COME GET SOME BITCH!" It worked, the purely enraged Manticore dove straight at you, claws extended, its gaping, fanged maw open. You simply crumple to the ground and the Manticore goes sailing straight over you and flies off the cliff to the rocky depths below. Proud of your cleverness you cheerfully look over the edge only to see the Manticore about halfway down floating effortlessly looking up at you with its arms crossed. You look at your bloodied machete and back to the beast below. "Perfect." You say, still holding your grin that would make a mad man tremble. "Anon I know what you are thinking. Dont you even dar-" You screamed "I CAN'T HEAR YOU OVER HOW AWESOME I AM!" as you slip your survival knife in to its sheath and jump over the cliff. Brandishing your machete like a sword over your head as you fell, the Maticore's look of confusion quickly turned to fear as he realized his large, slow body was not able to to move him out of the way of the soon to be lethal blow. Instead of trying to run it lifted its great paws over its face and roared one last time. When you reached him on your decent you swung your machete as hard as you could, completely separating his two paws and finally stopping deep into his forehead.

On the fall down you realized that well... your fucked. "IDIOT!" "Wait I got this!" Still gripping your machete you put both feet on his now bloody face and yanked upward on you machete. You ripped it clean out with a sickening sound that you promptly ignored with a great gushing of green blood that followed, painting you shirt. The water was coming up fast. You started chanting "Shitshitshitshitshitshit." Just before you hit the water you jump off as hard as you could to the side, being sure to grip your blade as hard as you could but keeping it way from you. You hit the water hard and you were quickly caught in the current, with the dead Manticore flouting face down about 20 feet down stream. The water was freezing cold and the rushing water make it impossible to get up the side of the raging river. You quickly sheath your machete and begin to panic. "Think fast or we will drown!" "Umm...uh...Manticore!" you think quickly, starting to swim faster towards the lifeless body. You reach it finally and hoist yourself up on to its back. You then survey the area from your water-borne perch. "You Idiot, you could have gotten us killed." "Hurp-ba-Durp I wonder what gave you the first idea? Was it those wolves? Was it this thing?" You slap the lifeless corpse beneath you with your left hand. With your adrenaline gone you begin to feel the damage done. A couple bruises and minor cuts will never slow you down. You decide to lay back and enjoy the river ride but keeping a trained eye on the tree line. While on the ride you inspected your backpack and as expected everything inside of it was either crushed or drenched with water. Ugh perfect.

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Its been an two hours now and the sun will setting very soon. You have seen more of those wolf-like creatures but they ultimately seemed uninterested of your presence. You need to get out of this forest if you wanted to survive, but your best chance right now was to remain on your lifeless raft. After rounding a curve you saw what you thought to be roof tops through a thinning tree line. You immediately got to the closest embankment that your raft was passing and leaped to dry land. You groan as you stretch your legs in agony and watch the Maticore`s corpse drift away around a corner to the left. You look at the sun and see how much time you have left, about an hour left, and beginning to head towards the exposed tree line. Finally you will see someone and figure out where you are. "Hold it big guy! Stop and drop!" You immediately dive to your belly and scan the area. "What is it?" "We don't know where we are and I certainly can say we are not in Kansas anymore or the U.S. for that matter." "Yea so?" "We don't know whats in that town and we should conduct some recon first." "Hmph my way was a lot easier" you grumble. You remove your damp backpack and unzip your side pocket. You reach inside and bring out your still damp stealth mask and gloves. You quickly and securely slip them on and effectively from a distance you looked like a shadow. You put your backpack on, remained in a crouched position, and began to make your way towards the odd village.

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You get close enough to the village-town-place-whatever to see considerable detail and what you believe to be its inhabitants. You ducked low in the bushes to see...You rub your eyes... you see "Midget horses?" "You mean ponies, shit-for-brains" "That's you though" "Oh..." Now that you are there you completely ignore the curiosity of what the houses looked like but you would like to see what lives inside of them instead. You see only three of these things close by the buildings in the town, they seem to be oddly colored. For instance you see one with a purple coat, a horn, with dark blue main and tail with a pink highlight facing another that had glasses, a white mane, and a cream colored coat, and the third had a cyan colored coat with a rainbow colored mane and odd looking sides. All three of which were standing by a large tree ... with windows in it? "Dafaq?" "Get closer" You get on your belly and slink closer, crawling towards a building for cover. You are close enough to hear voices... Wait a sec you hear voices?! You reach the building and peek around the corner slightly. You are about twenty feet away and sure enough those pony-horse-demon-wizard-things are talking. You brain loses it "Nope! Im done! I am so fucking done!" "Should I just walk out?" "No...well do whatever im going out to lunch" you hear echoing footsteps and a door open and slam shut in you head.

The sun is setting and you have to think fast... You hate to talk but the situation demanded questions and answers. You take a deep breath, stand up straight and walk out into the middle of the street. The cyan one with the rainbow colored mane sees you first. Its jaw drops to the ground and it becomes silent, it then silently shakes the purple one and points a hoof in your direction. The purple one mimics the first and the cream color one takes one look and runs away screaming. "Im not that ugly am I? Maybe I should say hello?" You raise your right hand and try to call out "hello" but instead you let out more of a muffled roar. "H...Hmmromfff!" You completely forgot about your stealth mask on and you quickly realize wearing all black around night time was probably a bad idea. You see the purple one`s horn thingy glow, you try to step forward but you cant lift your legs. You briefly look down at your feet to see a purple aura surrounding them. You look back up to see the cyan one coming at you with frighting speed. You would get into a stance for impact but you can't move your feet!. The cyan one brought it's hoof back and hit you square in the face, knocking you out cold.

To be continued...