Luna had finished with her explanation of all general pony customs, which were all fairly similar to human ones. So Delta wouldn't have to worry all too much about offending anyone. After that she had moved onto how she wanted him to aid in her guards combat abilities. "So, where do you go when you fight?" Delta had never really thought of it like that before.

+What do you mean?+ He handed her a piece of paper with the question on it, unsure of how to answer her.

"When you fight, what do you think about? Where does your mind wander?"

+I don't know. I just think about protecting.+ He wasn't wrong, he just thought about protecting her.

Luna looked at him with a puzzled expression. "Protection?... I suppose that makes sense.... were you made, or born?"

Now it was Delta's turn to be puzzled. Was he made, or was he born? +I was born... but in a different form. I was very different. Less metal. Then I was made into this. I can't even remember my real name.+

Luna looked down with a guilty look on her face.

+What's wrong?+

"Nopony should ever be made to forget their own name. That is just... wrong." Luna put a hoof on his arm and looked at him with sympathy. Delta sat there, unsure of how to react. This was the first instance of one of these ponies actually showing some sort of caring towards him. Starswirl was an excellent pony... as far as he knew at least, but he didn't quite talk to him about how he was in the head. It was weirding him out.

+So how can I help your guards?+

She took her hoof back to her side and got a more stern face. "I need you to teach them anything that you think could be useful, myself as well. I would also like you too look into armor, weapons, tactics, everything. Ever since the Discord incident, I would much rather have my ponies far more prepared than they were."

+Could you explain what the Discord incident was?+

Luna's face blanched. "I...Maybe another time. For now though I would much rather show you to the barracks and the armory. Show you to the ponies, see how well they come to accept you... Or don't."

Luna pushed forward ahead of Delta, obviously no longer in the mood to talk. Several twists and turns were need to get to Armory. Here she proudly displayed the latest of their technological wonders in the field of war, namely a Cross-bow. Delta was going to have a lot to teach these ponies. Among the other weapons in the room were spears, short and long swords and what looked to be a halberd prototype. Not one actual gun, or relatively advanced weapon was to be seen in the room.

+Is that it, seriously?+ Delta looked down to the Princess. +Surely you must have something more advanced than this?+

Luna gave him a slightly angered expression. "These armaments are among the finest in the kingdom! I helped create the designs for this highly effective cross-bow myself!" She swung the cross-bow directly into his field of vision, the rapid movement made it fall apart. Luna looked at the bits of wood and metal. "...I had no affiliation with this." Delta simply nodded slowly.

+So can we go meet the crew I'm supposed to be training?+ She nodded sharply, the turned abruptly out of the room without looking back. She looked fairly upset.

We arrived to what I assumed to be the barracks. Luna opened the door, and...well I think we were both surprised. A tornado, a literal tornado was in the middle of the room. It was seemingly generated by one of the unicorns in the room, I could tell due to its green-ish color. Being thrown about were spears, cross-bows, ponies and the occasional bed. Perhaps this would be the origin of mothers saying it looked like a tornado went through their child's room.

"WHAT IS THE MEANING OF THIS?!"

The tornado instantly puttered out, even a comical 'Ppppbbtt' sound at the end. A spear landed uncomfortably close to a ponies head, creating a satisfying thunk and vibration. Luna was fuming, she did not seem to expect this...at all. "Whom among you is responsible for this?" Her voice was eerily calm, and it sounded kind of off...like it wasn't even her own. The guards meanwhile were all silent, completely still. "Well?"

One pony meekly raised her hoof. Her mane was a shade darker of Auburn, and her coat was a dark grey, just bordering on black. Something seemed off though, the trend here seemed that the color of a unicorns magic matched their body colors in someway... In the corner I noticed a very weak looking pony, his mane was a sea foam green, and a dark swampy green coat. He was almost definitely the one responsible for the tornado, so why was the mare taking the blame for it?

"I-It was me P-princess." Luna looked to her, and a dark, dark blue aura enveloped the pony, lifting her off the ground. She was promptly thrown into a wall. Then, the most peculiarly familiar chemical rush overcame me. An angry, adrenaline fueled need to protect. That's when I blacked out.

*3rd person POV*

Delta went rigid, though Luna didn't seem to notice, she was too busy throwing the pony that supposedly made the tornado in the room all about the all ready trashed room. What she did notice was the loud, angry whale like sound and that she was very quickly being lifted off the ground, and then thrown into it. The air left her lungs, and she looked for the perpetrator, surprised to see Delta's face-plate that same angry red it was in the dream reality. For a brief moment, a flash of a very evil smile was on her face, and then back to fear. Defensively she dropped the pony and made a barrier around herself. Delta smashed into it with his fists of steel, quite literally in this case.

The strain of reinforcing the barrier, and then just keeping up such a strong one to keep him out was obvious. Seeing their princess in trouble the ponies jumped into action, except of course the auburn maned one, she was very much so in no condition to fight. Albeit, the ponies were very disturbed by her sudden use of excessive violence, but perhaps they caught her at a very bad time? Nonetheless, she needed helping.

One of the unicorns hurled spear after spear at the raging Delta, none could do any serous damage to him, the suit along with his hardened skin stopped them from going in too much, though it was enough for him to turn his attention to the now very fucked pony. He started charging for the spear chucker. Another unicorn throw one of the bunks at him, which served to knock him off course enough to miss the pony and run into the wall. Delta recoiled from the hit, and saw the bunk that he was hit with. He set it aflame with incinerate, then chucked it with his own form of telekinesis.

Two ponies were completely taken by it, another tried vaulting over it, only to get hit in the midriff. Only a handful of the ponies in the room remained in fighting condition. One had kept a crossbow under its bunk and dove for it. Delta saw the movement and deployed a handful of hornets at her. The cloud of angry insects quickly surrounded her, but had troubles getting through her fur. Enough did to catch her off guard, momentarily distracting her long enough for Delta to ram into her.

It was at this moment Teleforce exited the bathroom. She saw the wrecked room, and that Delta was in it. Several assumptions were made, along with the fact that he was now pummeling a pony that was limp on the ground. It wouldn't do justice to say that she was quite upset with the situation.

Teleforce's horn began to crackle, bright lights started shining in her eyes, and the entire room seemed to pause and suddenly shift up. She had everything in the room in her ironclad telekinetic grip. Much like Luna had done earlier, she began tossing Delta around the room, careful to avoid hitting any of the ponies, which she now had moved to her side of the room. "WHY.IS.SO.MUCH.SHIT.GOING.WRONG!?"

Delta roared, and put her in his own Telekinesis. It felt foreign to her, it wasn't magic, that was for certain, but it didn't feel that far off from it. What she did know for a fact, was that it felt like her body was under extreme pressure. Her nose started bleeding, and the pressure behind her eyes was telling her she needed this to stop fast. She resorted to the one plan that had never seemed to fail.

Delta was vaguely aware of the bench hitting him in the back of the head, and then again, and again, and again. 'This gain? Really?'

Author's Note

You have no idea how sorry I am...Writers block along with some moving and home problems made getting this out...well to be honest, it made this quite the bitch. Hopefully because I have been writing more I should be able to get some more chapters out much faster than this.