A Lonely Soul

Romanov

We ran through the forest like there was no tomorrow, this Liam guy was fast for the heavy load he was carrying. I barely dodged another tree branch while following him. We came out of the tree line on to a ridge, Liam having binoculars in his hand began to sweep the forest for anything. He stopped when a faint light shown through the tree tops.

"Keep an eye on that spot, tell me if something comes out onto that field." he said, not wanting to question why I looked at the field that he had mentioned. Then a patrol of ponies ran out of the forest being chased by a. . .

"Manticore. . ." I heard Liam say as he pulled out his rifle. I didn't really know what that rifle could do with that small of a bullet but I was about to find out. He put the bi-pod on the ground before laying on his belly, his left arm wrapped around the magazine as his hand met with his right hand. A strange position but it might work for him. I could also hear him breathing slowly, I would just shoot. As he sat there in silence the ponies were fighting the Manticore. An injured one laid on the ground, missing its leg exposing the bone and mussel as the Manticore licked its lips for its helpless dinner. Right before the Manticore got close Liams rifle rung out; the bullet tore through its eyes making it blind. It roared in pain and stood up on its hind legs as Liam fired again piercing the skull; most likely punching a small yet powerful hole as the bullet turned its brain into mush and blood. The thing fell backwards to the ground, laying limb as the ponies ran to assist their downed comrade. In a flash they disappeared. I stood there; mouth agape. In two shots with that rifle, even with small bullets he killed one of those things farther than my rifle could barely reach!

"Oh don't feel sad. . ." said Liam as he walked over to me and patted my shoulder. "Yours has better damage than mine." after that he walked off.

***

Liam

I think I scored me some points on the Day Guards reputation. I couldn't have made a better image of myself when I actually introduce myself but I would rather not. I would like to explore the Everfree a bit and score some respect points from Rainbow Dash... what a bitch! Also, I would love to damage her and the Wonder Bolts reputation with human aircraft speed and maneuverability. Actually, I think instead of Lunar Bolt I'll call my rifle The Shadow Bolt and even paint it the color of them. That is when I can get paint. We made our way back to base camp, I best start getting wood to make some stuff we could use. As the fire burned beside me I unpacked my sleeping back before climbing in. I also looked for a nice soft patch of dirt or the softness I could find before dozing off.

***

The first thing I felt when I awoke was my arm hanging out of my bag, the next being warm liquid running out of two small holes in my arm. I stood up then got a good look at my arm with my flashlight. Two identical holes with bright red blood oozed out of the wound. I sat there; looking at the holes in shock. Shaking my head I looked through my bag with a new found weakness before pulling out some bandages then wrapped my wrist with it. Looking around my eyes locked onto where Romanov was sleeping, instead of a human I found a naked black feathered Griffin! But note a male, a fucking female! I have nothing against Griffins; actually I preferred them over ponies but how did Romanov turn into a. . . poison joke!

Standing up I made my way over to. . . her. I shook her awake. She lazily woke up rubbing the sleep out of her eye with her claw. I stood there, hands on my sides with a tapping foot looking down at the new found Griffin.

"What is it. . ." she looked at her claw before raising both claws. "What?"

"Question, did you happen to walk through a field of blue flowers yesterday?" I asked.

"Um, da..." she said while playing her breast. I tried desperately not to get hard! Face-palming I groaned in annoyance.

"Great, now we have to find Zecora and get the poison joke cure." I said walking away.

"You go ahead, I want to. . . play with my new body." I cringed. Now I have clopped before but to hear it in person, someone wanting to toy with themselves makes me sick! Quickly I grabbed my things and began to move out of the cave; with moans of pleasure behind me. As soon as I made it out I threw up, not much but still disgusting. After my little episode I began to move towards where I think Zecora lives.

Thirty minutes later I came across the hut, a soft hum coming from inside. How should I approach this? Barge down the door? No, not in my nature. Wait until nightfall and steal it? No. . . Knock on the door and ask for it? Ding, ding, ding! Walking over to the door I knocked on it 6 times in a rhythm. The humming stopped, I thought I heard whispers inside. Knocking again, the door opened revealing Zecora.

"Hello Miss Zecora, I was wondering. . ." what I didn't expect was a frying pan to the face. I backed up covering my face trying to stop the pain. I dropped on one knee before looking back up to see four Day Guards surrounding me. I quickly pulled out my machete and took a defensive stance.

"Wait!" called out a voice. Looking to the entrance a injured day guard. "It isn't him!"

"What do you mean? This is the hairless creature you reported!" yelled out the leader.

"No it isn't, the other one wore a black jacket and different weapons." she said leaning on the door frame,

"Oh God... what did Romanov do?" I asked.

"You know this creature?" one of them asked.

"Yes, a idiot sometimes. Also, he was turned into a Griffin by poison joke."

"Then who are you?" they lowered there weapons but kept on alert.

"Names Liam. I come from a different universe that is full of death and decay. I being one of the survivors with my Shadow Bolt."

"Shadow Bolt?" asked a pony with a leg missing. I wonder. . .

"My rifle on my back, it has an effective range of one thousand meters or more. Never really tested it beyond a thousand meters." I said putting away my machete and pulled my rifle of its sling.

"May we see it in action?" asked someone behind me.

"But of course." I said shouldering the weapon. "Can you move a bit?" the two behind me moved out of the way. I raised the weapon using the sling for balance. Taking aim at a tree I fired making the familiar boom! The super-sonic projectile punched through the wood with ease making a hole in it.

"T-that sound, it seems... are-that-thing-that-took-down-that-Manticore?!" asked the one without a leg, a speed rivaling Pinkie Pie.

"Um, yes." I was all of a sudden tackled into a hug. Unprepared for it I fell to the ground and landed on my back. Before I could focus my vision furry lips attached them selves to mine as the legless pony kissed me. I was a bit shocked but returned the hug. She pulled her lips away from mine with a smile with tears in her eyes. "I honestly did not see that one coming." I said earning a giggle from them. "Anyway, what did Romanov do?"

One explanation later.

We sat there in silence before I spoke up. "Oh, that fucker is dead!" I said before storming out of the hut with four angry guards behind me.