Author's Note

Just wanna say before this chapter starts, sorry for them being so short. I`m trying to make them longer.

Also first BIG chapter of the story. Changes Wary a little bit. Hope you enjoy! Also, I hope I explained what Wary looks like a bit. Mane color, coat color,etc.

Dirty Paws

The cold, harsh wind was brushing through my teal mane, as if it was ethereal. My grey fur, numbed by the freezing snow. I`m standing outside the bar, scanning around the town. Flash on my back, as if waiting for a command. My decent repaired firearm floating beside me, grasped by my field of magic. I settled it in my newly acquired holster, slipping in with ease. I looked up to the sky, watching white speckles drizzled down slowly.

I was walking through the marketplace, browsing the merchants goods with a watchful eye. I spotted a armor and weapons stand, firearms and bardings spread through out the table. I trotted over and looked them over, eyeing each one as if they had a disease. I saw a 56. Revolver, the scope shimmering like it was the sun itself. The merchant was spying at me and I pointed at it. He stared down at it and then picked it up with his hoof. I dropped bottle caps on the counter, and levitated the revolver. The steel shining, showing off its glory.

I slipped it into my saddlebags, adding to the contents. After the gun chaos, I spotted a lone zebra sitting at a table; his cloak covering half of his face. I frowned and thought for a bit, wondering. Finally, I made my decision and started trotting over to him, smiling a little bit. He shifted a bit and looked up to me approaching, and turned back down. At last, I sat down next to him and smiled. He glanced at me for a bit, before giving a small smile. "What`s wrong?"

He scowled at that, then he decided to answer. "My brother was murdered." I frowned at that and put my hoof on his. He shifted his hoof a little before he said. "Why do you care? Im just a stranger." I grinned and hesitated before replying. "No one is a stranger to me." I said with my heavy Canterlot accent. He smiled at that and looked at me for a moment before saying. "Im Pinpoint."

"I`m Wary, and this is Flash." I said gesturing to the shy filly beside me. She gave a small ruffle of her wings, before waving weakly. He waved back, before turning back to me. He stared at my barding for a bit, before asking. "Which Stable did you come from?" I flushed and he saw my uncomfort, and said. "I...Sorry...."

I gave a small smile and then sat up. He shifted up and walked to my side, bumping my hip with his own. I picked up Flash and plopped her up onto my back. She moved, looking for a comfortable position. I glanced back and after she stopped moving, she gave a small smile. Together we walked to the gate, and out into the wasteland.

Walking along the side of the road, I felt my legs give out under me; and set me tumbling down a hill. After that, Pinpoint galloped down the hill, hurrying with pace. He reached the bottom, extended his hoof and helped me up. I gave a small smile and grabbed his hoof, levitating Flash next to me. I dropped on my back once again, and together we walked back up the hall.

We reached the top and I spotted a small wire connected to two small wires. I scowled and we continued on. Flash was digging through my saddlebags...Again. She gave a small grunt and finally a water bottle was lifted out of my saddlebags. I heard a large gulp. And another. And another. And another. A empty bottle flied across my vision, landing a couple inches away. I looked back, brow arched, and she just shrugged. I turned back and came face to face with a battered, dirty pony.

He growled and slid a knife across my face, creating a huge gash. I pulled out my revolver and shot her in the knee. He let out a scream and slipped out a gun. He shot me in the in the chest, blood drizzling out of my wound. I shot him in the head and held a hoof to my chest, warm red liquid sliding down my hoof and dropping onto the ground. Flash was shaking and I reached my hoof back, running my grey hoof through her orange mane. I levitated her onto Pinpoint`s back, her clenching his cloak. Pinpoint arched a brow and I shrugged.

Another gunshot rang my ears, sliding inches away from my head. I ran to an overturned wagon, taking cover behind it. Pinpoint disappeared and reappeared next to me. He looked at me and said. "Whats the plan?" Crap! A plan was a good idea, now that I think about it. I looked over the damaged wagon and spotted four raiders. Two mares, One stallion, and a cult looking zebra. I looked back and let words slip out of my mouth. "Theres four raiders. Two mares, one stallion and a zebra wearing a monk looking robe. You go left with your cloak and I will flank them." He nodded and turned invisible, going left I presumed.

I unlocked my cylinder and looked inside. Four bullets. I slapped it shut and spinned it, cocking it. I strafed over to the right, trying to stay out of their range of detection. The four raiders scanning, looking to brutally murder me. I squinted and looked through my scope, aiming my crosshairs on the stallion. I let out a long exhale and fired. His brains splattered over the wall behind him. The remaining raiders looking around furiously, blood lust activating. I saw Pinpoint deactivate his cloak and spotted him behind one of the mares. I nodded and he placed his hooves around her neck, and snapped it; her body hitting the cold ground.

I activated S.A.T.S and placed three shots on the remaining mare. The first shot missed completely, the second grazing her ear, and the final hitting her square in the forehead. I aimed at the zebra and my scope settled on her head. I sighed and pressed the trigger. The gun clicked. Damnit! I jumped over the barrier and rushed her, levitating the stallion`s fallen knife. She spotted me and stepped back, pulled out a small bag. She blew some glowing dust into my face, blinding me. My eyes watered, I raised my hoof up trying to wipe it off.

Pinpoint rushed up, slid under her, and pointed a sword to her throat. She gave out a small chuckle and just smiled. Pinpoint growled and slid the sword clean through her neck, decapitating her. I stood up, eyes watering. "You alright." I nodded and slumped down a little. I felt dizzy and my knees gave out under me, and I faded into sleep.

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"Wary wake up!" My eyes popped open and I looked up at the ceiling. Still grey as ever. I jumped out of bed and walked over to my mirror. My cyan eyes glaring back at me. Grey fur sticked up in a few places and my teal mane looks like a tornado cane through it. I levitated a brush and runned it through several times. I placed the brush back down and my mane looked decent enough.

I walked to the door and exited. My usual routine was to report to maintenance and check the chart for the duties of the day. I heard the sound of slapping flanks and blushed. I speed trotted to maintenance and spotted Orange Juice and Mom. Mom`s mane was navy blue and her coat golden, her cyan eyes peeking at me. I blinked and they turned into raiders. Flesh missing from several places, blood stained into their coats. They disappeared and so did the scenery.

I awoke to the sound of hoofsteps. My body felt weird and...odd. My eyes adjusted and I noticed I was on Pinpoints back, my own back brushing against his cloak. I reached my ho-. No. It wasnt a hoof. It was a paw! I was a wolf. Pinpoint looked back at me with a sincere smile. Fuck.