Defenders Of Equestria

(A/N: The main character starts off as a Mary Sue but I try to fix that in later chapter. Please don't judge the story by the first few chapters)

Defenders of Equestria

Introduction. Putting the Who in Doctor Whooves

It was a cloudy day in the small town where this story begins. I was standing in my driveway next to my parents. My mother was crying and my father was starting to tear up, but he held it in. A blue phone booth sat in the middle of the street in front of us. The door slid open and a man in a trench coat and a hat, which covered his face in shadow walked out. He walk up to me and asked,

“Are you ready?”

“Yeah.” I replied. I walked over and hugged both my parents one last time. The man and I started walking towards the phone booth. As we walked the man tripped, I caught him and kept my arm around him to guide him the rest of the way.

“You almost just blew our cover, man.” I whispered.

“Sorry, but I’m not used to walking like this.” He replied angrily. We got inside and I closed the door behind us.

“It’s true what they say, about it being larger on the inside.” I said looking around. The interior of the booth was massive. The man threw the hat off his head and fell on all fours.

“Your friends are over there.” He pointed at a couch with his hoof. There were two of my friends, and the first bronies I ever met. On the left side of the couch was Quann “Rainbow Crash X,” a man with no code of honor other then kill first ask questions never. Then, we have Mark “Flutt3rguy,” a man who will break your legs as fast as look at you. I should probably introduce myself, I’m Cooper “Spittie pie,” I’m a true warrior, I follow all codes of honor. I will never stab anyone in the back even if its my worst enemy. Some people would say this is a stupid way to live. But, I’m still alive aren’t I? Anyway, back to the story, I sprinted towards the couch and jumped over the back of it, landing in between Mark and Quann, which startled both of them.

“SPITTIE!” Yelled Mark in a happy tone.

“Sup?” I said in a calm tone holding out my hand. He gave me a high five and I turned to Quann. I stood up and saluted.

“Badass marine number eighty-seven reporting for duty sir!” I said in my best marine voice.

“At ease private.” he replied. He stood up and we bro-hoofed. He was almost a foot taller then me, as was Mark. We sat down and the man, or should I say pony, who had collected all of us walked in front of us. He took off the cumbersome trench coat that he had on. He had a dark brown mane and light brown fur, his cutie mark was an hourglass. His name was Doctor Whooves

“Now, to get down to business,” he said. His voice was deeper then I expected. “Discord has taken over Equestria, and this time he’s actually hidden the Elements of Harmony.”

“Can’t Twilight and her friends find them?” I asked.

“That’s another problem, he’s locked them in the Canterlot castle dungeon.”

“What about Luna and Celestia?”

“He’s banished Celestia to the sun and he keeps Luna for Celestia knows what.”

Quann started grinding his teeth, Luna was on of his waifus and non of us would let anything happen to our waifus.

“That’s where you all come in. With the fact that nopony can do anything, I decided to call in some outside help. Now follow me, I need to gear you guys up.”

“Gear up?” Mark questioned

“Yeah, you think I’m going to send you out to fight a god without a little help?”

We all walked down a hallway that forked at the end. One side had a sign that read “Armory,” the other read “Wardrobe.” First stop was wardrobe. As we walked in their were several things I recognized, but what caught my eye is what the Doctor was standing next to, a box that was outlined in blue lights. He opened the box, pulled out a jumpsuit made of black fabric and tossed it at me.

“That jumpsuit is made of Kevlar.” He said.

“How is this supposed to protect me, its not even that thick?” I asked.

“Well that’s supposed to go under this.” He replied, pulling out a pile of armor. My jaw dropped, I knew that armor like the back of my hand. V2 COG armor, the same kind Benjamin Carmine wears. It was tinted dark purple with gold trimmings.

“You can change in there.” He pointed a hoof at a small room. I ran to get changed. The outfit I had on consisted of a green sweat-shirt, a Metallica T-shirt, and cargo pants. I threw that off as fast as I could and threw on the Kevlar jumpsuit. It was a tight fit but it was comfortable. Then I threw on the chest piece, it was lighter the I expected. I had trouble putting on the leg and arm guards but figured it out, and to top it all of was the helmet. The cushioned inside fit snuggly on my head. I couldn’t see out of the optics. I smacked the side of the helmet and the optics sprang to life. I walked out of the room.

“Badass!” Quann shouted. His voice was muffled so I walk over to the doctor and said,

“I think there's something wrong.”

He said something that I couldn’t hear and motioned for me to kneel down. When I did he swatted the side of my helmet. The optics went dark and I couldn’t move. I could feel that I was starting to fall over. I could tell I hit hard from the pain that shot up my side. After about five minutes the optics lit up again and a voice said,

“Please wait while we reboot your system and diagnose any problems.”

A loading bar appeared and slowly filled up. After another five minutes of waiting the voice came on again and said,

“Diagnosis complete, have a nice day.”

“Yeah, you too bitch.” I said. I stood up to see Quann in his special made armor. A gold V2 nano suit, but where was Mark?

“Behind you.” A voice said as I was kicked in the back of the leg, forcing me to drop to my knees. I looked up and saw Mark appear out of thin air.

“Nice suit.” I said. The suit he had on was the Chinese stealth suit from Fallout.

“Good, now that you're up I can tell you the extra features of your armor.” the doctor started “For starters I is compatible with any technology. And also…”

“Hold up.” I said cutting the doctor off. I ran over to my old clothes, grabbed my iPod out of my sweatshirt pocket and held it up. Small wires came out of my armor and attached to the iPod.

“Installation complete.” The voice said. A translucent iPod screen appeared in my optics. I clicked the song “Pinky Piggy” by The Living Tombstone. It said it was playing, but I couldn’t hear anything. I turned the volume all the way up, but still nothing. I realized what was wrong and grabbed the headphones out of my sweatshirt. The wires once again came out and connected to the headphones. Once it said, “Installation complete” the music, which was on full volume, started blasting in my ears. I instantly paused the music, and turned it down. I walked back over to The Doctor and said,

“Please continue.”

“As I was saying, it also has two vision settings, thermal and night vision, to circle through the visions just tap on your right temple.” I did so, circling through the visions with ease.

“I see you installed headphones, they double as speakers.” He said. He stood up on his hind legs and put his hoofs on the circles on my chest and turned them clockwise. The plates separated revealing two sub-woofers, one in each side.

“To put them away, just turn them counter-clockwise.”

“Thanks Doc.” I replied.

“Don’t call me that.” He said in a low frustrated tone.

“Okay, anything else, Doc?” I said mockingly.

He let out a grunt before saying,

“Yes, you also have three voice settings. One that allows you to speak through your new speakers, another completely mutes you from the outside world, and the last is so you can talk to your friends. To go through these there is a knob on the back of your helmet.” I reached around to the back of my helmet, turned the knob to the communication setting, and said in a trucker accent,

“Breaker one nine this hears the duck, we got us a convoy.” Both Mark and Quann looked at me. Even though they had helmets on, I could tell they both had expressions of disappointment on their faces. The Doc walked to the door and motioned for us to follow. We walked into the armory. It was the same as wardrobe but instead of cases for clothing, their were cases for weaponry. The Doctor walked up to a Halo U.S.M.C. case and opened it. Inside there were about two dozen Halo snipers. He struggled to pick one up and handed it to Mark.

“That, good sir,” he said painting “is a standard U.S.M.C. .50 caliber sniper rifle.” Mark lifted the gun up to eye level. He grabbed the barrel, when he did so something slipped. A red light shone from under the barrel. A low pitched humming slowly grew louder. My eyes widened as I realized what it was. I ducked as the read laser shot by my head.

“Oh, and it also has a miniature Spartan Laser on the under barrel.” The Doc said. “When you push it forward that activates it and begins the firing mechanism, just pull it back to stop it.” Next we walked over to what seemed to be a normal weapons cabinet. Inside was a very futuristic looking weapon. It had a blade a little shorter then my arm. It was attached to a red rectangular shield. Quann pushed both me and Mark out of the way and grabbed it. He slipped his arm its place and began to swing the sword around. He flipped his arm down and the blade swung on a pivot and stopped parallel to his arm, and then flipped it back up.

“I see your familiar with Gundam tech.” Stated The Doctor.

“I can spot anything Gundam from a mile away” Quann replied smugly.

“Good, so you know exactly what that is don’t you?”

“A GN sword fitted with Wing Zero’s shield.” He flipped the blade down once more and turned his arm sideways. The Doctor placed a hoof on his arm and lowered it.

“The canons going to be a last resort. Although the weapon is scaled down the blast isn’t.”

Quann nodded in acknowledgment. The Doctor walked over to a beaten up footlocker.

“ Cooper, you're a fan of Fallout right?” He asked.

“Indeed. Ever since I started reading Fallout Equestria I‘ve had a raging hard-on for it, metaphorically speaking of course.” I answered.

“Good, now pick this lock.”

He motioned his head toward the footlocker. I walked over and looked at it, then back to him, then back to it. I planted my foot in the side of the footlocker, making the metal contort around my foot. I placed my hands under the lip of the lid and lifted, ripping it off with ease. I bent it in half and threw it to the floor.

“Picking locks is for the weak.” I said smugly.

“Was that necessary!?!” The Doc asked in a shocked and angry voice.

Placing a hand on my chest, I replied, “Everything I do is necessary.”

He frowned and rolled his eyes. He walked over to the locker and fit a leather strap around his neck, which was attached to a small gun that resembled an AK-74. The grip and stock were ivory and it had two small clips on the right side of it. He flipped the strap over his head and caught it in his mouth, then tossed it to me.

“Chinese assault rifle.” I said with a satisfied grin, although no-one could see it with the helmet and all. “What are these clips for?”

“The bayonet.” He replied.

“Bay-on-et?” I asked. The next thing he pulled out of the locker made my jaw drop once again. A four foot long serrated blade, made of black metal. Each of the blades sharp teeth were tipped with red gem stones. No other then General Raam’s sword. I clicked it into place. To me it looked stupid so I asked,

“is there a sheath for this? I’d much rather use it as a sword than a bayonet.”

"Fine.” He replied with a low grunt. I could tell he didn’t like me and he wasn’t going to like needing to work with me. He found a sheath and gave it to me. I place it on my back so that the swords hilt would be over my left shoulder. I slid the sword into it's place.

“Well, we should be there by now. Follow me.” The doc said, walking towards the door to the Tardis. He slid it open and outside stood a crumbling stone structure. We appeared to be in the middle of a forest, which, because of that I knew we were at the Temple of the Two Sisters where the Elements of Harmony were once held.

Home Sweet Home.