Chapter 4: New Day (Edit by ItIsASillyLittleGame)

New Day

Life can be boring to some but if you try…. a lot, it can be great.

After sleeping on the cold hard stone floor, I wake up with the sunlight on my face coming from the jail window. Rubbing my sleepy eyes, I then start stretching my back, hearing a popping sound which relieves the tension in my spine.

After that, I just sit on the floor, leaning back on the wall and looking out of the window. From the angle of the sun, it looks like it's late morning. Now that I'm here, I might as well do a mental checklist of the things I’d brought with me to use.

“Let’s see here - I'm sure that I just used up all the rounds in the magazine fighting those damn wolves that tried to rip me a new one and failed ... oh yeah, now I remember. I forgot to see what I had left in those medkits I had with me, but no use crying over spilled milk.”

Standing up and walking in my cell for a bit, I was feeling bored with nothing to do in there but wait until I was set free. “Man, why they didn’t give me back my PDA? At least it has some video games from the pre-war days and some that been made from the Librarian faction, or even some music or something else to listen to. Anything has to be better than doing nothing,” I say to myself with no one in mind.

I just keep on walking for a few more minutes until I got bored of that and just got back to sitting on the ground.

I stay there for about an hour or so until two of the ponies walk up to my cell. I see one of them holding my food tray in a blue aura, and another one holding up with a notepad with a somewhat similar blue aura as well... They seem to have thoughtfully also provided and a quill in an ink bottle.

The unicorn with the food tray put it on the floor and pushed it inside my cell through the open on the bottom of the door. He was done, walking away and leaving me with the other pony alone.

“Now, can you please tell me your name and what you are?” The black-furred unicorn asks me. I would tell him but inside I was still a bit pissed about being put in jail like this for no reason other than being different to whatever other creatures live here. So am going to make this hard for him by doing one thing. “ຊື່ຂອງຂ້າພະເຈົ້າເປັນ Ikaika Ving ແລະພະມະນຸດ” I say, which in Laos translates to ‘my name is Ikaika Ving and am a human’. I say it in the Laos that my dad had taught me when I was in the bunker, living out my days before I become a prepper soldier/scavenger.

The pony looks at me in a funny way and says “Okay, your name is Ikaika, I take it? But can you run by me again?”

Now it was time to have some fun with this pony - or was it a colt? If he wants anything from me he has to use his head.
“ຂ້າພະເຈົ້າເປັນມະນຸດຖ້າຫາກວ່າສິ່ງທີ່ສະເຫນີຂໍຂອງທ່ານ?” I ask again in Laos, translating to ‘I am a human if that what you're asking?’

He just bows his head and begins shaking it. “Look, I'm sorry for what one of my stallions did to you. That was not right of him to act that way, but keep in mind we have never seen your kind before, so can you please work with me here,” he says to me.

I think it over and see a way to get my stuff back from them. “I can work with you if I can have some of my belongings back, okay? Then maybe we can talk,” I say to him.

He looks at me and I can tell he is thinking at a rate of a mile a second in his head. “Okay, fine, but only if you can talk to me in Equestrian and answer the questions I have for you. Can that be agreed on?” he asked me.

I think it over for a few seconds and decide. “It’s a deal, then. I will be waiting for my stuff.”

The pony then says “Great, then. By the way, is there anything you want when I come back?”

I then look at him and say “ບາງທີນອນຂ້າພະເຈົ້າຫມາຍຄວາມວ່າມາກ່ຽວກັບການກໍ່?”, meaning ‘Maybe you can get me a bed? I mean come on, really?’ I just say it just to get my point through to him loud and clear.

He then gives me a look that says ‘Right - stuff first, then talks’. He then walks away with me alone again with the food. I move the food tray closer to me, seeing what I was having this time.

This time it was a slice of bread with a sunny side up egg on top of it. Next to it was a glass of what looks like apple juice. Okay, I have to say it - whoever is running this jail knows what they’re doing or they’re just trying to make up for what that guy did to me. Whatever the case, I was glad am not eating something that is moldy or toxic..

***

The pony that had been watching me was wearing gold armor with a star seated in the front, showing he was indeed a royal guard. He was walking down the hall, down the stairs to the second floor and then to the first floor.

When he got to the first floor, he turns left to face the long hallway with many cells lining it to the left and right. He sees one of his guard members that is the chef of the jail, serving food to the inmates of the jail.

The guard looks up at him after doping off the last of the food tray. “So, how did it go with the thing, Speed Light?” he asks him.

Speed Light rubs the side of his head and says “Well, it was not easy, but I think I got his name down. The guards that brought him in say he can speak our language, and he can - but when I ask him about something, he then speaks a language I’ve never even heard of before,” he said, shaking his head a bit. “So, I made a deal with him, Fire Wing. The deal is I give back some of his things and then I can talk to him about why he is here and more.”

Fire Wing looked at him in surprise. “You sure about this? I mean for all we know he could use the things he has to get loose?”

Speed Light then says “Look, I don’t want to make a repeat of the griffin war that happened four hundred years ago, okay? Plus we have to know everything about him first before we run head onto a spiked brick wall.”

Fire Wing thinks this over and then nods. “Oh right then, but let’s just hope you're doing the right thing here,” he says to him.

Speed Light then responds, “don’t worry about it. I’ll make sure he won’t get any of the stuff he can use to get loose. Also, do you know where Iron Lancer is? I may need his help, plus we have to take what we of on hoof with the inventory.”

Fire Wing thinks again for a few seconds then nods his head once more. “His he was in the mess hall, but I think it has gone back to his office,” Speed Light nods back and left Fire Wing to return to his duties.

Speed Light walks to the guard area where ponies are brought in for questioning and processing for their time. He walks past the processing area to the office hall, then down to the door with Iron Lancer’s name on it. Opening the door, he could see him hard at work.

His helmet was off, showing his true fur color that the magic armor magic hides. He was a unicorn, like Speed Light, but with dark red fur and a green mane. Iron Lancer looks at up from his paperwork to see Speed Light at the door in his office.

“Hey, Speed, need anything right now?” he asks him.

“Yes, I need your help picking out the stuff that the thing brought with him the other night,” he says, flatly.

Iron looks at him and says “are you sure that’s a good idea, sir?”

Speed Light then says “Look, it's the only way we can get him to talk. Besides, he kinda has the right to be mad at us because of the way Sky Walker hit him in the back of his head last night. Then, of course, putting him in jail like an animal. The least we can do is make it easier on us and him in the long run, okay?”

Iron lets out a sigh and nods. “Fine, let's get going then. Where did you put his things, anyway?” he asks as he raises one of his eyebrows.

“They’re in my office. Come on, we don’t have all day,” he ordered, as he turns around and marches out the door with Iron following right behind.

Both walk to the end of the hallway to the door that is labelled ’Captain Speed Light’. Speed opens the door and holds it open for Iron, letting him in and then closes the door. They both take seat on the chairs at either end of a table in the middle of the room

“Okay, Speed, where are the things …. did he tell you his name, at least?” ask Iron.

“Yes - I believe it's Ikaika, or that’s what I think it is. But anyway, let's get to work shall we?” says Speed.

“Yes - let's.” Iron says back.

Author's Note

Sorry for the wait at times am like this guy.

So ya am sorry for the long wait. now am using NaturalReader and Grammarly as my editing tools