Like no other.

Chapters

Not a killer
Getting Friendly
Explanations
Celstia's Student
Death's doorstep
Alex vs The Wonderbolts
The Few
Staying in the same room
The Devil's Game
The Dream Girl
That awkward moment when...
I'm not a killer, right?
Manehatten
Baths, Training with Gods
Bar Scene

Not a killer

I left the bar and proceeded to the dirt street. As I walked along the road I heard footsteps following me. An assassin? I hope not...I really hope not. I turned to look behind me. I saw nothing. "I don't know who you are, but leave...this is my only warning." I really hope I wasn't just talking to the air, I hate looking like a moron.

I continued on, this time no footsteps were following me. I made a turn from the dirt road and walked on. I kept going until I found the tree line. I took off into a brisk jog, hoping no one would see me. I would rather leave town unnoticed. Just disappear like I always do.

After walking far enough into the woods I found my camp site. It was all so systematic by now. Go to my tent, grab my sleeping bag and back pack, unset the tent and pack it up, roll my sleeping bag up and tie it to my back pack, if I had a fire set up I would put it out, but there wasn't one this time.

As I tied the sleeping bag to my backpack I heard a bristle from the trees. It couldn't have been the wind because I didn't feel any wind. I stood up straight and observed my surroundings, again another thing that came so natural to me. Always so alert, always paying attention. I heard another bristle. I looked down at the ground, dirt..more dirt..rocks. Good. I bent over and picked up a few rocks. "If you don't leave now, I swear these rocks will find you." Silence. "This isn't a threat, it's a promise."

A hooded figure walked out from the trees. Wait...wasn't that the girl from earlier? "What do you want." I dropped all the rocks but one...cant be to trusting, I already learned my lesson.

"I...I don't know." This girl obviously wasn't the smartest of people..I mean who would follow a person that just kicked some of their friends asses?

"Go away." I waved her off and pulled my backpack up onto my back.

"A-are you leaving?" She quietly said. If she was so afraid why was she still here?

"Yes." I simply said, I didn't intend to humor her any further.

"C-can I come with you?" She caught me off guard, so much that I dropped the rock I was holding.

"..."

"Please?"

I let out a sigh and walked towards her. "Are you stupid?" Either my voice was more angry than I intended it to be or she was more scared of me then I thought, because she flinched back as I spoke. I flinched to..internally. "If you are so scared of me, why the hell are you following me?"

Tears were forming in her eyes. "I have no where to go." She whispered.

"Then maybe you should have thought about that before you tried to kill me!" I shouted at her.

"I-I didn't want to hurt you." Her voice was incredibly shaky.

"You fucking hit me! Like five times!" My anger was now showing on my face, the flush red skin boiled.

"P-please don't kill me." I barely heard her say it. It was so quiet, so faint..yet those words hit me hard. I pulled away from her.

"I'm not a killer." I told her. I pulled off my backpack and placed it down. I looked at the girl who was hiding underneath her hood. I sighed and sat down in the dirt. I motioned her to sit next to me. She did, surprisingly. We sat there in silence.

".."

"..." Awkward, peaceful silence. After about five minutes I spoke up. "Well that was a nice chat but I gotta go." I was back to my sarcastic self again.

"May...I follow you?" She asked it again, but this time I was prepared. I gave her the easiest way out of a confusing question.

"Why?" The simplest and fastest way to avoid something. That is...unless the person actually has something to say.

"You said you weren't a killer...right?" I nodded to her. "Well..I have no where to go.."

"Uh-huh." I was getting tired fast of this conversation.

"If you leave me here...alone..you might as well be killing me." That got me. It made sense now that I thought about it. She must have put her entire life into whoever she was with. They weren't her friends, they were her associates.

"...." I had nothing to say, I just stood up and grabbed my bag lifting it up onto my back. I wasted too much time..I had to go now.

"Please?" She whined at me. I didn't give her an answer, I just turned away from her and left. I heard the much expected footsteps follow me. "I'll take that as a yes." She quoted me...

I turned to her. "You can follow me, but I am not your hero! If you are in danger don't expect me to save you, I will not share my food with you...and later you will explain why your group was chasing me.." I turned away from her and continued on. I heard a squee. Like not a squeal or squeak but like a squee....it was too hard to explain. She bounced happily beside me, her hood bobbing with her steps. "And one more thing." She stopped.

"What?" She said, her voice was rather happy sounding. I reached out towards her, she didn't even flinch. I grabbed her hood and pulled it back. There she was, another anthro, her coat was a mint green, her eyes a shiny gold, her mane was mint green but had a white stripe in it. Her facial features were...well, I think attractive, if I were an anthro.

"You have to get rid of this hood...and the cloak." I told her.

"You just wanna see me naked." I didn't even give her the privilege of seeing my blush, for I turned away from her.

"Either ditch it and follow me, or just leave." I flatly said. I heard the sound of clothes dropping, I wasn't going to look back just in case she was actually naked.

We kept walking until we broke past the tree line and found the dirt road.

"Where are we going?" She asked me.

I didn't look her way as I spoke. "Wherever the road leads us." I said, quoting some movie that I didn't really remember.

She jumped in front of me. For the first time I saw her body features. Thankfully she was fully dressed. The girl was wearing so,e type of fabric that hug her entire figure. Her breasts were about the size of oranges, her body wasn't too curvy, but did have the right ones in the right spot, she was thin. Her entire figure shouted the word 'flexible' at me. I laughed a bit internally, but on the outside I had a small tinge of blush.

"So do you like just go from town to town?" I nodded to her and walked passed the girl. "Hey human." I turned to her.

"Yes?"

"Nothing." Ugh, I HATE when people do that, either she actually had something to ask me or she was just bored, either way that is incredibly annoying.

We continued walking for about a minute before the girl spoke up again. "Do you have any money?" I shook my head. "Then how do you eat? Wait don't answer that." She probably didn't like the idea of me hunting for food. She was going to have to find out one way or another.

Another minute passed before the girl asked me another pointless question. "Have you ever had a traveling buddy before?" I shook my head. "Oh! So am I your first?!..wait don't answer that." I couldn't tell if she said that because she already answered her own question or at how wrong that sounded.

Another minute passed before she opened her mouth, but this time I cut her off. "You see, I used to enjoy the silent walks I had, but now I have some girl following me, thinking we are just the best of friends." I said with as much ice in my voice I could manage.

"First of all, I know were not friends...yet." She whispered that last part. "And lastly I am not some girl! I am Lyr-" I cut her off.

"I don't intend on learning your name, as I expect the same on your half for me. We are not going to be friends okay? I am only allowing you with me because I am merciful!" Wow...I sounded like a jerk. I didn't like how I sounded, but I did want to make my point clear to her.

"..." She remained silent. I kind of felt bad...but it was necessary. I didn't need some anthro becoming attached to me. I didn't need anyone becoming close to me.

And so continued on my life, not exactly normal, now that I have a person following me everywhere. Always fighting, or always running. Usually I did it all alone, but now I have a traveling partner. Oh well.

Getting Friendly

The rest of the trip, thankfully, was in complete silence. I continued on, until finally I saw a sign that read. Ponyville Half a mile.

"I have heard a lot about this place." Said the girl following me.

"I already don't like it."

"Why? What could be so bad? You haven't even seen it yet." The girl caught up and walked a bit too close beside me. She seemed rather eager to get to the town.

"It's called Ponyville." I said flatly.

"So?" She said arrogantly.

"It's like..naming a town from where I come from...Humanville. It just sounds stupid." A bit racist too.

The girl shrugged. "I don't really see it." Of course she didn't understand. I sighed.

"We're here, it doesn't look bad at all!" Sure enough, when I looked up my eyes were greeted by a town of sunshine and hugs. Too bright and colorful.

"We're-" I caught myself. "I am skipping this town." I heard a whimper, but no argument. Really? She wasn't going to beg for me to stay? No asking why? I kept walking on through town, all of the villagers eyes were set upon me. Some bolded and straight forward, others crocked and out of the corner. I was used to getting attention where ever I went, of course I would have rather avoided it, but this was inevitable.

"Hiya!" I heard a higher pitch voice say into my ear, I flinched back and turned to look at whomever spoke, but no one was there.

"The fu-" once again I was cut off.

"I haven't seen you in town! Oh, I haven't even seen anything like you before!" At this point the speaker made herself visible. A pink girl stood in front of me. "Hi! I'm Pinkie Pie! All my friends call me Pinkie! So feel free to call me whatever because your gonna be my newest friend! Right after I throw you a party! Hey what's your name?!" She spoke so fast, all the while she blurred around me. I quickly became sick of this, literally and mentally.

I tried my best to ignore her as I past the entire town. I looked towards the woods. Dark, creepy, and scary. Perfect. I headed towards the woods but stopped when I heard an extra pair of footsteps. I turned and saw the mage following me like normal, but now a the pink one named Pinkie Pie followed us. "Ooh, don't go to the forest! It isn't safe! It's filled with monsters and spooky things!" I blew her off and headed into the forest.

As I broke past the tree line and into a small clearing, the third pair of footsteps stopped. Alone, well sort of. I began work, my normal systematic set up went into play. I pulled the back pack of my back and set it down, I untied the sleeping bag and unzipped the knapsack. I pulled out the tent and unhooked the poles from the sides of my bag. I began to pitch the tent only to be stopped by the girl.

"Watch this." She said to me, her eyes began to glow gold, I took and uneasy step away from her. Magic wasn't something I was entirely comfortable with, the idea of her being able to pick up something and slam it into me from afar frightened me reasonably so. I felt the poles vanish from my hands followed by a bright flash. I rubbed my eyes and looked to where my tent was now set up.

"Thanks." I flatly said, now admittedly, I was impressed..only just a little bit but, I wasn't going to let her see that. I heard her huff out a breath and mutter something that sounded like, 'whatever.'

I unzipped the opening from my tent and pulled in my sleeping bag, I then unrolled it and stepped back outside the tent. I looked around the small clearing. A good amount of dead tree bark was laying around. I'm not at that step yet, first I needed a fireplace. I gathered some rocks and laid them out into a circle. I then proceeded to gather firewood. I threw the firewood into the circle of rocks. Now here came the worst part. Creating the fire itself. I grabbed two sticks. I head a snicker.

"You silly human." The mint green girl said. I looked up at her, she had a smug grin across her face.

"What?" I asked. Her eyes glowed for a split second and the firewood sparked and began to burn. "Oh...yeah." I awkwardly said, maybe having a mage as a travel partner wouldn't be so bad.

I threw the two sticks into the fire. An idea suddenly struck me, oh and how it struck me hard. My face lit up. Now that I had an anthro companion, maybe I could use her to get me whatever supplies were necessary for me. Especially now that I have a forest that is actually terrifying and would keep people away, perfect.

"What's with the face?" The girl sat beside me, rather too close, but I was in a good mood so I didn't mind.

"I think we just found our home." The girl beside me gave her best 'wut' face. "No, seriously think about it." She still had a puzzled look on her face. "I only leave places because someone finds me right? Well why am I usually found?" She opened her mouth but I didn't give her a chance. "Rhetorical question, it's because I have to go and get something!"

"Where are you going with this?" I said it once before, she isn't exactly the smartest person.

"Now I have you! I can have you go out while I do what I need to do here!" I said.

"If your just going to use me, why can't I just make my own living in the town and ditch you?" She said. I flinched internally. I only responded with silence. I sighed and looked down. She was right, why would she stay only to be used? When the hell did I become so dependent on another person? "Cause I trust you." She answered her own question.

It was my turn to sport the 'wut' face. "Why-"

"-because you could have killed me, twice, but you didn't." She stood up and offered her hand to me. I took it and pulled myself up.

I didn't have anything to say to her. The mint green girl looked at me and gave me a toothy grin. I found myself smiling back at her. I should trust her, if she trusts me. Right?

"I don't know if you have any money...but I wont really need much. Just something when I can't get what I need from the forest." She nodded. "Go into town and get friendly with the townsfolk, but don't mention me to anyone okay?" She nodded again. "Good." She left without another word. I began to pace around the clearing.

One minute passed. I can do this.

Five minutes passed, I'm doing great. I twiddled my thumbs as I paced.

Ten minutes, getting bored, I cant do this. I was briskly pacing around the fire.

Twelve minutes, I grabbed a stick and started to stir the fire. It looked a little dim, so I left the campsite to find some more firewood. I hated being idle. I heard the tree tops bristle as birds flew out from them as I passed. Okay a bit spooky. Nothing to worry about.

I came across a tree that looked rather dead, I'm sure it wouldn't mind if I took a few of it's branches. I walked up to the tree and yanked onto a branch. I loud snap was heard throughout the forest as a I broke the branch from the tree.

A roar, followed by a quick motion. I leapt back just in time to avoid a massive paw from striking me. I fell onto my back and into the dirt. The dead tree that was beside me exploded as the giant paw met it. Dead and rotted wood flew everywhere along with some bugs and things. I looked at what the paw belonged to. Some weird lion slash scorpion looking thing. It roared at me and raised it's paw once again. I scrambled back as fast as I could manage. The paw slammed down in front of me, giving me enough time and space to stand up and run.

As I ran towards the campsite I saw and felt trees behind me explode and being torn out from the ground by its roots. This beast had such unimaginable strength, it was all too terrifying. I quickly searched for anything I could use while I ran. Nothing but branches and wood. Wood. Oh I am so brilliant. I reached out as I ran past a tree and tore off a branch. The tip broke off into a sharp end, perfect. I turned around, knelt and held out the sharp branch. The beast quickly jumped for me, I rolled put of the way just in time to avoid being crushed. I heard a yelp as the beast landed.

I looked at the creature as it looked back at it's slayer. The branch was driven into it's stomach, within a few minutes it would bleed out and die. A few minutes...was all it had left. And like any other arrogant animal, it intended to spend those last few minutes fighting whatever was it's cause of death. It stumbled towards me, far too spread out for me to dodge, but not near as efficient enough to do any real damage. I tried to side step it's swing but the damn animal's claws tore through my shoulder. I yelled out in pain, I turned and ran away. There was no point of fighting something that was already dead.

I stumbled into the campsite, drowsy and weak. I didn't understand, the gash on my arm wasn't so bad, yet it was bleeding quite heavily. I felt tired. So tired. I decided I was going to take a nap. I headed towards my tent only to fall face first into the dirt. My breaths became shallow and ragged. I weakly coughed out, darkness crept into the corners of my eyes. Soon I fell asleep, but not before I heard a scream.

. . .

Weightless. That was the only way I could describe how I felt. It was as if every single burden in my life was finally lifted off of me. It felt...nice.

. . .

I woke up and coughed violently, I hacked up a yellow ball of phlegm. Ew. I looked around, I was inside of my tent. A mint green girl was leaning over me, her eyes were slightly red and puffy, as if she had been crying.

"A Manticore." She said. It took me a few minutes to process it.

"The thing that hit me?" I looked over to see the damage done to my shoulder, only to be surprised nothing was there, just a dull ache and an itching sensation.

"It's poison thins out it's prey's blood causing them to bleed out if they escaped the manticore alive." That explains the blood loss I guess.

"Thanks, I owe you one." She shook her head at me.

"You don't owe me a thing." She said, of course I owed her something, she just saved my life. I had to at least give her something in return. I already knew there was only one thing that could repay this. I could only give her one thing, something that I haven't gave another living creature for the longest time.

"I'm Alex." I had to give her my trust.

"Nice to meet you, I'm Lyra Heartstrings." Lyra looked at me with her gold eyes. I smiled and gave her my full trust. She did just save my life after all.

Author's Note

Next chapter will deal with why the human is wanted. Hopefully I will have another chapter up by tomorrow. Also two chapters in one day! What is this madness?

Explanations

Lyra and I sat inside the tent, I finally had enough strength to sit up and stop laying against Lyra's lap. I looked at the mint colored girl. "Hey Lyra?"

"Yeah?" She responded.

"Remember those deals I had with you?" She nodded. "Even though I told you, if you ever were in danger I wouldn't help you..." I let the thought brew for a few seconds. "Why did you save me?"

Lyra looked at me and smiled. "Like I said, I trust you."

"But...why? I mean the only things you have seen of me is my fighting." She shook her head.

"You showed me mercy, you had no clue to who I was..Even when I attacked you, you still warned me." I wanted to say something to interject but she continued on. "Even the group I was with, the people I had known for years didn't show me any mercy. It takes a strong person to forgive, but takes an even stronger person to trust."

I shook my head. "Or it takes a fool." I joked. She punched me lightly on the shoulder. "Hey, speaking of your so called group, I think you meed to explain some things to me." Lyra looked up at me and took a deep breath.

"I was part of Celestia's royal preservers."

"Wait what?"

"Let me explain, our..their job was to collect you without major injury, we needed to bring you in to the Royal Palace so Celestia herself could care for you."

"Care for me?" I was growing confused, but also angry.

"Yeah, we were suppose to save you."

"Save me from what?!"

"Extinction?" Lyra half said and asked.

"So you weren't entirely sure what would happen to me after you turned me in?" Lyra nodded. "You are too trusting in the government." She looked up at me in confusion. "I bet as soon as someone managed to turn me in, Celestia would have started cutting me open, trying to find out as much as she could have from me." Lyra's facial expression was one of horror.

"Sh-she wouldn't, the princess is not like that." Her voice quivered. I was scaring her, I was putting ideas of corruption into her head.

"I'm sorry." I rarely used those words, I hated them, whenever people said it to me, and whenever I said it to other people. Sorry never changed anything, all it could do was express how useless the person saying is.

Lyra was looking down, no doubt she was thinking of her life. She looked up at me with her golden eyes. I looked back at her with my dark brown eyes. Silence. Awkwardness. "Sooo...." I said attempting to break the awkwardness. "Make any friends in the town?" This seemed to snap her out of her thoughts.

"Yeah, like all of them."

"What?" I half laughed and said.

"Remember that pink girl?" I nodded. "When I returned to the town everyone was gone, so I went into a store to see if anyone was hiding inside. Well they were, I mean like everyone was." I opened my mouth to ask her a question but she cut me off. "I cant explain it, but the pink girl said it was my surprise party." Wow, that pink girl is deifying my logic. "There all really nice people...I think you might actually fit in there."

"Just because they are nice to you? Someone who is an anthro? A member of their own species. I'm pretty sure that they accept you because your like them." She shook her head.

"There was a baby dragon and a griffon at the party. They were welcoming me just as the others were."

"Mayb-"

"Now you're just trying to find excuses." Lyra said, giving me a deadpan stare.

"No, it's just-" She cut me off once again.

"Do you trust me?" I nodded to her. "Then take my hand and lets go." She stood up and offered me her hand. I laughed a bit as I grasped her offering and lifted myself up.

"Lyra?"

"Yeah?"

"That was soo corny."

"Corny? I'm pretty sure that I never said anything about corn-"

"No, it means like." It took me a while to find something to say. "Like overused." She looked as if she was hurt.

"I thought it was original."

"Where I come from, that has been used so much." I laughed as we exited the tent. The fire was out, not that we needed it. It was still bright out. "I don't know if I'm ready." Lyra grabbed my hand and squeezed it. "Hey, don't get all mushy with me."

Lyra let go and blushed a bit. I gave her a toothy grin as we walked towards the town.

This walk was different, instead of my enjoyable silence, I found the quietness of Lyra off putting. We walked out of the forest and continued on. Ten minutes of silence was all I could bare. "Talk Lyra."

"What am I suppose to say?"

"I dunno? Something, the silence is weird." Weird was the only way I could put it into words, it just didn't feel right.

Lyra 'hmmed'. "Wanna ask me anything?" She said. Huh..maybe there were a few questions I wanted to ask her, but something felt off. It wasn't her silence anymore. It took me a few minutes to register what happened. I let my guard down, I forgot about my surroundings. We were already inside the town just walking. The streets were filled with anthros. Their gazes turned to Lyra and I.

"Have you ever felt like you were being watched?" I asked Lyra, She laughed a bit and nudged me,

"Come on lets go meet some friends."

"Pfft, lets try." I said, I seriously had a feeling like something bad was going to happen.

"YEEEEHAAAW!" I heard the loud shout in the distance. I saw an orange girl with blond hair sprint through the town, she ran into a building with a sign that read. Sugar Cube Corner.

I looked at Lyra and she shrugged at me. "Guess we should go in?" Lyra nodded. We approached the doors.

"Wait." Lyra held me back with her hand and pressed her ear to the door. "I hear whispers."

"I wonder if their-" My thoughts were cut off by the sudden lack of sound. I turned to look at the streets. Empty, just a second ago they were filled with villagers, now they were all gone. I didn't like it. "I think we should go in." I grabbed the door handle and pushed the door open. Darkness. I heard a whisper that sounded a lot like 'now!' I didn't have a chance to react or escape, me and Lyra were pulled in and the door slammed shut behind us. The lights flickered on and a loud shouts of 'surprise' were said.

"Surprise!" Squealed out the pink girl. "Did I surprise you? Huh huh huh? I bet I did, just look at your face!" I wasn't even making a face, so I couldn't tell if that was an insult or cluelessness.

I looked around the room, there was an impossible amount of anthros inside. How was this even possible. It was like every single villager was stuffed in this building. I sighed. Lyra looked at me with a giant smile.

"Told you they were nice!"

"I don't like this." I flatly said, I heard the sound of a deflating balloon, a bunch of gasps and the quick shuffles of feet followed by the door slamming. The room now only had eight bodies inside. The orange girl from earlier, a blue girl how had rainbow patterned hair, a snow white girl with luscious curvy hair, the pink one, who's hair was now flat instead of how bouncy it was earlier, a yellow girl who was huddled up in a corner hiding behind her pink hair, and finally a purple girl, who was staring creepily at me. I shuddered.

"You don't like my party?" I looked at the pink girl who's color was actually fading, it went from a bright pink, to a dull shade of pink. Weird.

"I didn't say that." She looked up at me, her blue eyes lit up, her hair puffed out, and her normal pink was fully restored to her. "How is that even possible?" I looked towards Lyra but she only shrugged at me.

"So you like the party?" The pink girl said.

I decided to spare her and nod my head. She squeed. I still didn't understand how anthros did that.

"Soooo." I said.

"Soooo." The pink one mimicked me.

After a few moments of awkward silence, the orange girl approached me. "Howdy ther partner!" This girl sported, freckles, a cowboy hat, blond hair, and a killer country accent.

"Hi." I simply said. She looked a bit disappointed. I looked around the room. "Hi to all of you, now I don't wanna be rude but i have to g-" I got an elbow to my gut.

Lyra whispered into my ear, "You said you would at least try to make friends." I sighed and nodded to her.

This was going to be boring.

Author's Note

Sorry if I made the explanation unclear, also I really hate typing introductions. So yeah Imma skip that part.

Celstia's Student

I walked up to the rainbow haired girl and opened my mouth to speak. "Hi." I said flatly. I was never a fan of meeting new people. The girl looked at me and gave me a sly grin.

"I'm Rainbow Dash-" I snickered before she could continue on. "What!?" She asked, angrily at me.

"Your hair isn't actually naturally rainbow colored right?"

"Yeah, why?" She looked at me with her magenta eyes.

"Just..just something." I wonder if she was a lesbian...it didn't matter. The girl looked at me and frowned.

"Whatever." I grinned as she walked away. One down, five to go. Next up came the pink menace.

"No."

"Bu-" her high pitched whine cut into my ears.

"No." I received an elbow to my ribs. "I don't care Lyra, this girl is too...hyper for me." I heard my mint green friend sigh.

"Sorry, he just meeds to warm up to the people around here first." Lyra patted the pink one's back as she left my sight. I grinned even bigger, maybe this wasn't going to be to hard aft-

"Oh darling, what happened to your clothes!" Whined the snow white girl in front of me. I looked down to myself, I never really paid much attention to my own looks, only thing I ever cared about was my hair and beard. I kept my hair short so enemies couldn't grab a hold of it when I fought, and my beard...well it gets itchy.

I shrugged at the girl. Hey eyes glowed a pale blue and instantly I felt my body become enveloped. I could feel the magic tendrils feeling my entire body. I started to panic. I kicked and lashed out, trying desperately to do anything to be free of her magical grasp. It wasn't to difficult, either she wasn't a strong mage, or the spell wasn't meant to trap me. I was pleased with both options, so instead of slamming my fist into her face for doing that, I gave her a cold glare.

"Oh, how rude of me. I should have introduced myself first." Really? That's why she thinks it was rude? "My name is Rarity." Said the ghost pale girl.

"What was that spell for?" I spoke calmly, trying not to be hostile, yeah I was acting like a dick on purpose, but that was only to make them avoid me. I didn't actually want anyone to hate or dislike me.

"It was for your measurements." Rarity said as I should have known that already.

"Oookay." Rarity smiled and turned away.

Okay three down, three more. Next came the girl I saw from earlier. The orange southern one.

"Howdy ther." Her accent was thick.

"Sup." I responded nonchalantly.

"I'm Applejack." She said, she then simply turn and took a seat. Short, simple and straight forward. I liked it. My grin turned into a small smile. I got a good vibe from Applejack, she might be worth remembering, but maybe it was just my soft spot for southern accents.

Four, just two more to go. I looked around for the next person, but no one was there. I heard a very..very soft squeak. "Hello?" I said to no one in particular.

"..." I heard shuffling, I then saw the yellow girl, her hair was covering most of her face and her mouth was moving, but nothing came out.

"Excuse me?"

"I'm Flutter.." Her voice trailed off at the end.

"Could you speak up?" She shied away from me, I heard a squeak. I shrugged and gave up on getting anything else out from her. "I'll just call ya...Flutters." Her eyes shimmered and she snuck off into her awaiting friends.

Okay, one more, what could go wrong?

A purple girl was standing in front of me, her eyes looking me up and down...as if she was studying me. I lifted my habd to my ,outh and faked a cough. "Ehem." She looked up at me and narrowed her eyes.

"I'm Twilight Sparkle, Resident of Ponyville, student of Celestia-" she continued to talk but I tuned her out, my eyes scanned around the room immediately looking for an escape route.

I felt a grip around my arm, I looked over to see Lyra staring at me, her eyes were pleading. She knew what was about to happen. I gave her a cold glare. The purple girl was still talking away. My eyes left Lyra's face, she let go of my arm knowing she couldn't stop me. The only reasonable exit there is was the window or the door. So instead of causing any chaos I ran for the door.

Whatever the purple girl was saying she immediately stopped, I reached for the door knob only to see an aura around the door knob, an audible 'click' was heard. Dammit.

"Let me leave." I meant for it to come out as a calm and peaceful voice, instead it came out as a snarl.

"I cant let Celestia down." Twilight said, I felt my face burn. How could I have been so trusting in strangers....no I didn't trust them...I trusted Lyra.

"I'm sorry!" I heard the familiar voice. I didn't even spare Lyra the glance.

"Please come peacefully, no one wants to hurt you." I snickered.

"As if, I saw how your eyes lit up when you saw me." Her eyes looked as if was a mad scientist. She wanted to know everything about me, even if she had to dissect me. My eyes scammed the entire room once again.

"..." Twilight remained silent. I took this as my chance to leap for the window. I jumped, I slammed into it, my arms held out in front of me, I tried to break it, I really did. In the end I was on the floor. I grabbed the closest chair and started to slam it into the window. Finally I gave up and turned to my future captor.

"The windows are plexiglass...after years of it breaking we finally decided to make it indestructible." I heard a snicker from the rainbow haired girl.

"I wont go." I growled at Twilight. I saw her other friends tense up. Silence. It was a showdown, and I was the only other enemy. I grinned, I felt like I belonged in this situation. Fighting. I looked at Lyra. Her gaze was one of fear and sorrow. "Sorry Ly-Ly." I purposely used a random nickname I just made up, I used it so she would feel guilty. It worked, I saw her hang her head.

"Partner, Ah wouldn't wanna hurt ya, but if ya try ta hurt Twi, than Ah have ta help mah friend." Applejack got up from her chair and stood beside Twilight.

"Me too!" Shouted the Rainbow haired girl.

"I would find fighting horrible, but if I have to I will help my dear friend." The ghost of a girl stood beside her friend.

"Me three! Or would that be four now?" The pink girl bounced beside her friend.

I heard a squeak, but saw the yellow girl stand beside her friend.

"One on six?" I smiled. "Perfect." I knew I wasn't going to win, the southern girl had some fucking muscles, the rainbow girl had to be pretty damn fast, her thin frame and perfect,y placed muscles told me she worked out for stamina. The pink one was too fast for me, something about her wasn't right, I just couldn't put my finger on it. The pale white girl and quiet yellow girl probably weren't going to be much of a threat.

"I'll ask you one more ti-" a chair to the face cut of the purple bitch. I saw Lyra tense up, but ultimately just hide away in a corner.

I grinned and raised my balled up hands. No rules came to me this time, no holding back, if this was a student of Celestia then I wont stop, I have to make an example. No mercy.

I looked towards rainbow haired girl, I blinked and she closed of the five feet, I felt her fist connect to my jaw. Weak, good. I then felt dozens of blows being placed all over my body. I threw my arms out in a panic hoping to strike her. I felt pressure from my hands a d saw the girl stop. She looked at me, not a single bead of sweat was on her, hell she wasn't even out of breath. I threw a fost at her but was cut off by a wrecking ball slamming into the side of my head.

"Howdy." Was all I heard as I spun out onto the floor. I looked up, my vision was blurred, my ears rang and damn did my head ache.

"Be careful Applejack, he has to be returned to Celestia in a decent condition." Twilight said as she stood up.

"That was careful."

I knew, right then and there. I wasn't going to win to win this fight, I was going to get caught.

I shook my head and came out of my daze, I stood up and gave Applejack the hardest punch to the back of the head my muscles would allow. My hand felt like it exploded, it was all worth it though, I saw Applejack drop like a bag of potatoes. I clutched my hand and saw the unconscious form of Applejack. I turned to Twilight and smiled.

"Like I said, I wont go!" I jumped at Twilight, only to get knocked out of the sky by a rainbow streak. I spun out and crashed into a table, causing it to flip over me. I stayed down.

"He wasn't that hard." Said the arrogant girl.

"Is AJ fine?" Asked Twilight.

"Ah'm fine, just a bit shooken up." Her voice sounded as if she wasn't going to be useful much. I heard footsteps draw near me. I had a last desperate idea, if it worked then maybe I could get out of this situation.

"Looks like I knocked him out." I heard Rainbow girl's voice draw nearer along with the footsteps. Perfect. I gripped the edges of the table. The footsteps were right next to me now. "He looks pretty beat u-" I grabbed the table and threw it up, it stopped in the air, a faint white glowing aura emanated from it, I jumped up and slammed both of my feet into the table. It exploded and sent splinters and wood chunks into Rainbow's face. I heard a scream.

I landed on my feet and closed our distance quickly, I threw my left fist into her face. Rainbow girl crumpled over and stayed down. Maybe I could escape. I grinned. I turned to look at the purple girl. I have her a toothy grin.

"Your a monster!" Her eyes were filled with tears, her eyes began to glow a hot intense white. My grin quickly turned into a frown. Id there was one rule of fighting mages, don't make them loose their temper.

I turned and ran for the door, hoping, praying that it was open. I reached for the door knob, my hand froze there. I tried with all of my strength to move in closer. My arms was yanked away from the door, I could no longer feel it.

This was it, I lost. It's over. I was yanked away from the door, my body was flung across the room, my back slammed into the wall. The air left my lungs, I wheezed out. I felt my body become enveloped into a purple aura. This was my end, I closed my eyes and waited for my death. I felt am aura wrap around my head.

"Do you have to make it-" I wheezed out and coughed. "So violent?" I smiled, satisfied that my sarcasm was going to stay with me, even in the end.

"No, I want you to watch as I make you regret hurting my friends." Welp, she has officially lost her mind. My eyes were forced open. I could see darkness creeping into the corners of my sight. I coughed and looked at my captor.

"Not today." My vision blurred out and faded to black. I heard a loud scream, a new voice I didn't recognize, feminine and hoarse, probably from an accident or lack of use. I heard ringing, and everything became weightless.

. . .

I opened my eyes to see nothing, pitch black. Was I blind? I tried to speak but nothing came out. Am I mute? I realized I wasn't even breathing. Everything was weightless and empty.

I'm dead. I thought to myself. Is this hell? Or maybe like a limbo? It didn't matter. I tried to move my legs, my arms, my head. Nothing. I would have sighed but I couldn't. I just stayed this way wondering if this was forever.

Death's doorstep

Author's Note

Just a really quick and sloppy chapter. Why? Because this next chapter will take a little while. Why will it be long?

It will be a 100% fighting chapter, so naturally it will take some creativity for the fight scene.

So yeah. Alex vs. The Wonderbolts.

Death's doorstep

Death has a funny way of ruining people lives. Well, that has many meanings, but for me death wasn't something I feared. I mean of course I worried about dying, but that is just instinct. In all reality my death wasn't tragic, it didn't truly hurt anyone. My death was meaningless, yet outspoken. It proved I would rather die than be some...some science experiment.

I kept rambling on, only it was more of thinking than actually talking. I don't know how long it's been. The sun never rises, the moon never appears, the sky is nonexistent. Just complete and utter darkness.

Death's a dick. I mean come on, give me something! I hate waiting, I hate doing nothing....it is all...boring.

Death is boring, just floating here in nothing, do I even exist? How long am I going to wait

Death is patient, was this going to be forever?

. . .

It feels like it's been years. Nothing ever changes, have I gone mad? Is death insani-

. . .

I sucked in a deep breath of air. Wait I'm breathing? My eyes opened. I can see?! I could hear a constant sound of a steady beeping noise. I bolted straight up and slammed my head into some type of device that hung from the ceiling. "Ow fuck!" Wait! I can feel pain! I'm alive! I'm alive! I took a look at my surroundings, I was strapped down to a table, devices were hung around the room....some were sharp. Oh god, no! They were going to cut me open.

I screamed as loud as I could. "Just let me die!" I heard an increase in the sound of my heart monitor. I heard a rush of footsteps come from outside. I looked over to my side, the door I just caught site of flew open.

"Sedate it!" I heard a masculine voice yell. I saw the owner of the voice. An anthro that had nothing special to note. I heard unintelligible murmurs. "Fine I'll do it!" He left and came back within a matter of seconds. Now he had something note worthy. In his dark blue coated hand he held a syringe. I let out a blood curdling scream as he walked closer.

"Don't worry, this won't hurt a bit." He jabbed the syringe into my arm. My screams stopped as I felt the warm liquid spread into my veins.

"You..bastard!" I spat out as I felt the warmth pulse throughout my body. Soon my eyelids became heavy and my sight was swept away into darkness.

. . .

I felt myself this time, I still stood in darkness but at least I could feel my own body this time. I frowned when I realized this was a dream. I had a sense of myself, yet I couldn't control my own dream. Is this all that's left for me? Empty dreams and darkness? If thats so..then I would rather die. I cant hope for something then wh-

My self loathing process was cut off by the images that flooded my surrounding. Lyra, she was everywhere. I huffed out, forma second I thought to myself. 'Did I want a friend?' I laughed at myself and forced the images away. She betrayed me. I thought I learned my lesson already. Never trust anyone.

. . .

"It's waking up!" I heard a male voice say. My eyes fluttered open. A glowing sun blinded me, so I shut my eyes again. "D-did it fall asleep?" I shook my head. The guy made a 'hmm.' I ignored him.

He asked me a bunch of questions but I just ignored him. An hour later he finally gave up and just left. I sighed and took in my new surroundings, I was still strapped down, but now I was on a bed. My clothes were replaced with snug and comfortable sweat like clothing. Weird, as of someone had my exact measurements.

I sighed and laid there, waiting for something..anything.

. . ,

It felt like hours, but according to the clock it had only been ten minutes.

"How is this my life." I said to the air.

There was a knock on the door. No one came in. I watched the door waiting for it to open. Nothing.

Another knock. "Uhh..come in?" The door slowly opened, only to reveal an empty door way. "Hello?" I heard a squeak. No way. "Flutters?" I think that's what I was going to call her. If it really was her.

The yellow girl with pink hair peeked around the doorway. "Hi." She whispered.

Nope, nope nope nope nope. "Go away." I wasn't going to put up with this, nope..just no.

"Oh...okay." Wait, she just gave up? Just like that?

"Wait." She was already turned around. "Come in." The girl walked in and sat in the chair next to my bed. "Why are you here?" I questioned her.

"Uhh...umm..I was checking up on you." What?

"Umm, why?" She looked down. "Can I know why?"

"I couldn't stand to see an animal hurt." My eye twitched and I remained silent. I could feel my ears burn.

"Get out." I said quietly, trying my best to control the upcoming anger. She looked at me and sighed. What happened next just pissed me off more, she patted my head and said.

"Be a good boy okay?" I never felt so humiliated in my life. She then turned and left.

. . .

Is that all I am? An animal? A pet? Fine..if they want an animal I'll give them one. I struggled against my bonds. I could feel the chaffing begin, I pulled and wretched my arms as hard as I could. I didn't care. I felt a burning sensation come from my wrists, it just pushed me to struggle further. I yelled, shouted, growled and snarled. If they want an animal I'll give them one. I felt my wrists burn hotter, I could feel my skin tearing. There were shouts from across the room. I felt something that wasn't a part of me tear. I looked over to see a broken strap. I grinned.

"Sedate him!" Not today, I undid the strap on my other arm and worked on my legs. As the door swung open I was in my feet. The doctor holding a syringe received a hard right hook to the jaw, he went down needless to say. Back in my element.

I tackled the male nurse that stood next to him, slamming him down. I slammed a fist into his face before getting up and kicking the other make in the groin, fuck fair fighting this was survival now. With three doctors down I ran out of the room. White lights, a long hallway. Pfft, of course I'm in a hospital, what else did I expect. I ran down the hallways until I saw an 'exit' sign pointing me toward the closest way out. Thank the void for public safety requirements.

I slammed open the exit door and caught sight of where I was. The royal palace. My face fell, I was here once...and fuck if I didn't wanna be here again. I saw three fliers heading straight for me. All sported the same spandex suit. Blue with a yellow lightning bolt running down the center. One of the doctors must have called for help. Of course who would be the first to be on the scene?

The fucking Wonderbolts.

Alex vs The Wonderbolts

Three fliers were heading straight for me, and if it wasn't enough that they were fliers, they were the FRAGGIN WONDERBOLTS. I already knew enough about this group, picked out by the princess herself. Fast, smart, and worst of all, experienced. I sighed as they landed in front of me. On the bright side I heard they fight respectably....even if I won't. They wouldn't want to ruin their public appearance.

The one on the left approached me. She grinned at me. "Sup." she simply said.

"Sup?" Was that it, no introductions? No monologue? Nothing, well I'm fine with that. I raised my fists, I didn't know how long I was stuck inside that hospital but damn I felt good, my muscles seemed to deteriorate a little, but it felt like I had the best rest...well since I came here. I am usually so alert I cant sleep without worrying, like maybe something would kill me in my sleep, or even capture me. None of that mattered when I thought I was dead. In short, I felt like I could go for hours.

The unpronounced Wonderbolt flashed me her wicked smile and took a running position. Well at least I know they cant hit too hard right? The female wonderbolt stayed in her position waiting...for something.

After three minutes of staring at one another a small crowd formed around us. The other two Wonderbolts did their best to keep the crowd at a respectable distance. As soon as the crowd got into their positions I saw a slight change come from the female Wonderbolt I was about to fight.

She stood there, but instead of a crouched running position it looked as if she was already running, but in place. I lowered my fists and cocked my head questingly, huge mistake. I caught a punch from my right, I spun out and lashed towards the direction the blow came from. My fist caught nothing but air.

"The fuck?" I looked over to the Wonderbolt, who was still running in place, I looked closer at her. No, she wasn't running in place, she was moving, the image I was looking at was just that...an image. The image threw a punch and I received one to the gut. My mind was putting it together. As the image jumped into the air I threw out a fist, It then connected with an invisible presence. What kind of trick was this?

The image was cut off and I saw the female Wonderbolt materialize in the air and fall down. I grinned, whatever the fuck that trick was I broke it.

The female gave me a cold glare as the crowd made 'oohs'. She was getting pissed, good, when fliers get pissed they get reckless. I raised my fists and charged the girl that was laying on the floor looking up at me. I kicked my foot out and aimed for her head, only for it to go through her and the momentum of my kick making me fall on my ass. The crowd laughed a bit and my face grew hot.

She tricked me again. I turned to see the image running for me, but it wasn't an image for I could hear her footsteps. I threw an uppercut and caught her jaw. "Not this time!" I said to her as she fell onto her ass. I grinned and was on top of her. She raised her arms to protect her face, I slammed my fists repeatedly into her arms, after doing that enough I gave her ribs a few punches until she tried to defend her sides. Idiot. As soon as she lowered her arms I slammed my head into hers.

No one truly wins in a headbutt, the sharp pain on my forehead didn't matter, I had to win. She laid there dazed and confused,mI slammed my fists into the sides of her head until she stopped trying to block.

The crowd was silent, the other two Wonderbolts stared at me as I stood up away from the girl. They rushed in and pulled her away into the crowd, moments later a new Wonderbolt stood in front of me.

"Sup?" I said hoping he would be as simple as the girl was.

"Sup? No! You hurt my friend! My name is Soarin and I will take you down." There's the self proclaimed asshole I was expecting. In a split second he was in my face. "Sup now." He said as his fist connected to my jaw, before I went reeling back he grabbed onto my arms and yanked me down, my face met his awaiting knee, he then pulled me up into the air. Oh gawd help me.

I was already ten feet into the air and rising fast, I panicked bad, I grabbed onto his arms. "Let go and fall to your death."

"As fucking if! Put me down!"

"I'm trying to!"

"I said PUT NOT DROP." He stopped in the air and tried to pry me off of him. Fuck that noise I wrapped my legs around his waist, fuck looking gay I didn't wanna die. He gave up and descended down, when we reached about five feet I let go and landed.

I would have given myself a ten on the landing but, the dick a.k.a. Soarin was already hitting me, I felt my body become covered in blows. Hit after hit I could feel myself become weaker and weaker. He wasn't letting up either, he just kept the, coming so I finally fell to the ground and curled up into the feeble position. I felt the blows, but not nearly as hard as before, in fact if anything it was just wearing him out....then again he is a Wonderbolt, which means...stamina for days. He finally stopped and huffed out a breath.

"Stop being a coward."

I mumbled a reply from my curled up position.

"What?" He leaned down. Damn how stupid are anthtros?

I slammed the top of my head into the bottom of his jaw, hurt me but not as bad as it hurt him. He stumbled away from me covering his mouth, his eyes told me enough.

I started to laugh. "Ha! You bit your tongue!" Blood dripped down from his hands. I suddenly felt a pang of guilt, did he bite it off? Wait...why did I care? He deserved it, kinda ironic. He was talking a lot anyways. As his eyes watered up I closed our distance and slammed my elbow into his gut, he slouched over and coughed out some blood...probably from his mouth not inside, I doubt I caused any internal bleeding. I rolled over his hunched over back and wrapped my arm around his neck and squeezed. His mouth filled with blood and he began to choke on his own fluids.

I let go, I knew if I kept at it he would have choked on his own blood. Soarin looked up at me. "W-why?"

"I am not a killer." I flatly said as I raised my foot. "But I won't go down either!" I lunged my foot into his face, he crumpled over amd coughed out more blood. He was still conscious which was good. I looked over into the crowd.

Mixed faces were staring at me. Horror, shock and awe, even a few respectful glances. Until a scream, high and shrill...

"Monster!"

Another shout this time from a male. "Animal!"

"Look at how he fights! Like a dog! Like some uncontrollable animal!"

Anger burned at my ears, my heart started to race, my breathing became ragged. I could feel myself become jaded.

"Spitfire! You must put down this beast!" I heard a man yell. My ears twitched. Spitfire...that must be the last Wonderbolt.

A calm feminine voice spoke, the crowd went silent. "He is no animal." The crowd gasped, murmurs traveled along the anthros. "He shows mercy, when he could simply kill all of us." Well I'm not one to brag but- "Yet, I must fight him as if he was a beast." Well there goes that. "I might loose, but I will show him mercy if I don't."

"Thanks." I said to her.

"Thank you for not killing my friends."

"I don't wanna hurt anyone...I just wanna go." The crowd stared at me. "Do you not believe me?" The crowd whispered to one another. I sighed.

"Then why are you here?" Spitfire asked me.

"I don't know, all I know is that your precious princess wants to hold me as a prisoner."

"What crimes have you committed?" A random anthro asked from the crowd.

"Being human."

"What do you mean?" Spitfire asked.

"I mean what I said."....silence.

"I might not like what I'm about to do, but if Celestia herself wants you...then I must take you in." It was my turn to question her,

"Why?" One word, easy to say. It has been used where I came from to anger people, if asked enough times...but here. It ,ade the anthros question themselves.

"Why indeed." Spitfire said. "Get Soarin to the hospital while I take care of this human." She said to a random crowd member. He nodded and stepped into the circle, picked up the Wonderbolt and walked off to the hospital.

I took my standard fighting position. Fists raised, arms up, body slightly slouched and ready to move. I waited for the girl to come at me.

She slowly walked up into the circle. She slowly walked towards me and held out her hand. I gripped her hand with mine and shook it. "Goodluck." She told me.

"Goodluck." I gave her back. With that our hand departed.

I was the first to swing, I threw a punch for her face, which she quickly side stepped and then did something no one has ever done to me. She pulled my swinging arm further, causing me to tumble over. I was on my feet as fast as I went down.

"You used my own momentum against me." I said.

"Everyone has their own style of fighting, you're about to see mine."

I closed our distance and lifted a knee to her stomach, which she simply countered by putting her hands onto kneecap. She then used the momentum of my knee to lift herself into the air and kick me in the chest. I was pushed back a foot, my eyes never left her though. When she kicked my chest she used my body to do a backflip.

"Show off." I joke at her, she smiled and waited for me again. I began to analyze her fighting style. Spitfire was graceful, smooth and brilliant. Unlike Soarin, how he charged in and gave me all he had. Unlike the other Wonderbolt who simply used trickery to attack me. Spitfire used skill. She used...a defense. That's why I couldn't hit her. She used her defense as an offense as well. I was going to have to be quick and smart to beat her.

I charged her, threw a punch, but quickly pulled it away. She was already in the movements, as I thought she had herself all too rehearsed. She would go through the movements either way. That was her weak point. As she backed away from the false punch I stepped onto her foot, she looked up at me in confusion. I then slammed my fist into her gut. It actually landed.

I pulled away before she could counter. "As I thought." Spitfire said, a strong sense of worry came from her.

"What do you mean?" Seriously, did she find out how I fight?

"I might tell you if I see you after this fight." Now my curiosity was burning.

I swung my leg at her, she pulled back and caught my leg just as I planned, before she could do anything I else I jumped up with my other leg and swung it into the side of her head. She let go of my other leg and fell back. She held the side of her face. I landed on my back but quickly scrambled up to my feet.

"Hold tight." She said.

"Wha-" She went from holding the side of her head to holding me.

I won't lie, I clung onto her just as I did with Soarin. I always had a fear of heights. "Put me DOWN!"

"Shut up." She flew forward, not up like Soarin, but forward. Where was she taking me?

"What are you doing!" I shouted over the wind.

"Leaving." She said to me. I felt a wave of confusion rack through me. All I could think was wut?

Author's Note

Hope you enjoyed this fight scene. I wont post anything for the weekend, sorry. Have a nice day.

And before I forget, I see there's plenty of favs., but not near the same amount of likes...if you hitnthe fav button whats so hard about hitting the upvote button...please?

The Few

Well, here I am, flying over the forest, currently being held by Spitfire...the Womderbolts number one flier. Yup, just another day for me. Her grip on me never loosened, but none the less, I didnt loosen my grip onto her either. She flew with me in her grasp until we reached a clearing in the forest, she than lowered us until we were three feet to the ground. Needless to say I jumped right the fuck off that ride.

I landed and spun on my heel to face my would be foe. I held up my fists ready to fight.

"No need to worry, I wont try to hurt you." Spitfire said to me as she looked around our surroundings. "She said sje would be here." She tried to say to herself, but I overheard her.

"Who?" I half shouted and asked Spitfire. She looked at me and sighed.

"Let me explain everything I can while we wait." I cocked my head to her.

"Erm..okay?" I was of course confused, who was she waiting on? Did it need me or was I just some accident that happened to tag along with her...well tag along is the wrong word in this situation considering she dragged me here.

"Okay first, don't get mad."

"I promise." Why would she care?

"This was all staged."

"WHAT?!" I shouted, causing birds to fly from the treetops that surrounded the clearing.

"You promised you wouldn't be mad."

"I lied!" I angrily said to her.

"Let me explain!" She said, rushed and afraid.

"I'm waiting." I tapped my foot on the grass to emphasize my impatience.

"Okay...okay.." She took a deep breath to calm herself. "The fact that you woke up was staged, the fights was sort of staged, and is being here was planned."

"You haven't explained anything."

"Oh... the person coming said she would be here, but the person knows you, and helped out with you waking up. The hospital that had you kept you in sleep by putting you in some sort of drug induced coma." I nodded as she talked. "She slowly started to lower the amount of drugs the doctor's put in you, that's why you woke up the first time." How did she know all of this?...unless this was actually all planned.

"When you woke up and freaked out, they moved your bed to a more sound place, something about scaring the other patients."

I interrupted her. "So that yellow girl was a part of the act to?"

"Who?" I sighed. Of course that yellow girl looked at me as if I was some sort of animal..or pet.

"Never mind..continue." I told Spitfire. She nodded.

"Anyway, after you were moved this made it a little harder for us to sneak the girl in." Us? Just how many people were helping? "It slowed us down, but eventually we got her in...after she did her thing she informed me that she was done. I than took my team flying around, just for a little public appearance."

"Which is why you were on the scene of my escape so fast huh?" I asked Spitfire. She nodded.

"Come on, we all know the authorities get to the scene when it's to late anyways." I laughed a bit when she made the simple joke. Where I came from, police would get at the scene after everybody died, and whenever they actually got there in time, some innocent person would get killed for being curious...police brutality was a pretty serious thing back home.

"The fight was planned, but the outcome...well improve got us to where we are now." She said half jokingly.

"Basically, you didn't plan on me kicking all your friends asses?" She nodded ashamed. I smiled, it feels good to be cocky again.

"So here we are just waiting."

"For who though?"

"She told me not to tell you."

"Can I ask you a question?"

"You just did." Spitfire said.....wow I can't believe I did that. Just like...nope not gonna think about it.

"Shut up." Spitfire grinned. "Why did you agree to help this mystery person?"

"The way she described you, it was unique..I had to see this for myself. When I saw you fight, she was right. You spared my friends when they tried to kill you...it's my turn to ask you a question...why?" Spitfire spoke of me as if I were a god, or saint. Something of greater power.

"Why what?" I asked her.

"Why did you spare them? When you believed they were going to kill you, why would you spare them?"

I shrugged her question off.

"You can't just not know!" Ew double negative, those always confuse me.

I shrugged again and she let out a frustrated grunt. "Sorry."

"Forget it." I could tell she wasn't going to forget it.

"Hey Spitfire, um...what do you see when you look at me?" I literally have no clue why I just asked her that. My lips just...moved my brain didn't process the words before they came out. It. Just. Happened.

"I see different." She simply said, it wasn't sarcastic, her voice was filled with respect. I decided not to question her any further.

I heard ruffling from the trees that surrounded us. Spitfire visibly tensed up. Than a bird call was heard. She loosened up. "Looks like she's here."

Time to see who the hell was helping me out. Just who was this masked figure that helped me escape the horrible confines of the palace.

A hooded figure walked out of the tree line, her cloak hugged her body closely. Her hips were wide, her breasts were large, and some strands of purple hair hung from her hood. She approached us.

Just who was this woman?

She lifted her beige colored hands to her hood.

Who is my savior? Who came back from my past to help me?

She removed her hood. Revealing a beige colored face, purple hair with a pink stripe running through it. The realization struck me. I had no clue on who the hell this anthro was.

"Who the fuck are you?" Seriously, who the fuck is this. Spitfire said it would be someone from my past, but I had no idea who this person is. "Have I even met you before?" I mean seriously.

"I'm Bon-Bon." She simply said. Yeah that explained everything.

"Now I know everything." I said sarcastically. "I mean, how the fuck do I know you?"

"You don't." Bon-Bon said.

"But Spitfire sai-"

"I was wrong, calm down, something must have happened to the leader." I calmed down a bit as Spitfire spoke. "They must have sent a replacement."

The beige colored anthro spoke up. "I am the second in command of the group."

"Explain this group." I demanded her.

"We are the few that want to help you, truly help you." She added the last bit to emphasize herself.

"I have heard that before, tell me why should I trust you?"

"We just went against the strongest force in out entire planet for you." Bon-Bon said.

"Good enough for me." She flinched at my words.

"What?" Spitfire and Bon-Bon said in unison.

"Don't worry about it."

They looked at each other before shrugging.

"I'm here to lead you to our leader."

"Okay, but first, this has been bothering me for a while."

"What?"

"Just how long was I out?" I wasn't joking, this has bothered me for a while. If there was a group of anthros trying to help me, going agaisnt the strongest power in the world, and succeeded. Just how long did it take them to plan all of this?

"For about six months." Spitfire said.

"Okay." I simply said. Not a single hint of any emotion in my voice.

"Okay?" Bon-Bon said.

"How are you okay with this?" Spitfire said.

"Oh trust me I'm not okay with it." I gave her my signature grin. "I just wanted to know how long I have to make Celestia pay for." I am going to make that uptight bitch pay. She will pay for making me run, making me fight and hide. And fuck will she pay for wasting another six months of my life.

. . .

We headed out for wherever they were taking me. We walked for hours, through that hellish forest. As we broke past the tree line and out onto a dirt road, I looked back at the forest.

"I fucking hope to never see that damn forest again." I said. Bon-Bon and Spitfire nodded their heads.

Author's Note

I hit my head against the door when I did this. I felt so ashamed...even though no one saw. Any of you ever dome something embarrassing when you were alone, and still felt ashamed of yourself?

Staying in the same room

"Soooo." I said to anyone who was listening.

"Sooo." Replied Spitfire.

"Ummm...I'm bored." We had been walking for hours. "And my feet are starting to get sore." Sore was am understatement, with each step I took I could feel the blisters getting bigger. I could take it, but damn it sucks.

"Well there's a town half a mile on...think you can make it?" Bon-Bon asked me, I nodded to her and she continued. "We can get back on the road after one night." I sighed. "Don't be a pouty boy."

"What did you call me?" I looked at Bon-Bon, giving her my best crazy eyes I could.

"I didn't call you anything, I just said don't be a pout-" I cut her off with a hard poke of my finger to her side. "Hey...that actually hurt." I smiled as we walked on.

"Let's get to moving! My feet are killin me." I felt a blister pop on my foot, along with the pain came a great idea. "OW FUCK!" I grabbed my foot and fell over in the dirt road. "The PAIN!" I shouted.

Spitfire was the first on the scene. "What's wrong?"

"So much pain....can't." I faked a cough for effect. "Go..on." I let my head fall back.

"What? Come on! Stop kidding!" Spitfire said with stress laced into her words.

"Get up now you idiot!" Bon-Bon kicked me lightly in the ribs.

"Jeez you girls have no mercy for me." I sat up and looked at Spitfire, who was standing next to me, she looked as of she was going to slap a how, so I turned to Bon only to see her glaring at me angrily. I could feel the tension in the air. So I did the only reasonable thing to lighten the mood.

I reached out my arms towards Bon-Bon. "Carry me?" I asked her.

"Are you joking?" She replied. I tried my best to bring the water works, but it never came so I looked over at Spitfire and gave her a puppy dog look.

"Pulease carry me?" I said, trying my best to sound pathetic.

"Okay." I laughed as she picked me up by the shoulders.

"Yes!" I shouted. I looked over at Bon-Bon and stuck out my tongue.

"Are you seriously gonna support his lazy actions?" Bon said to Spitfire.

"Relax, this will be funny." Spitfire said getting my attention.

"Wait how will this be fu-" She lifted me into the air, in a split second we were about thirty feet into the air. "AHH!" I screamed, the inner wuss in me escaping. I gripped onto Spitfire and clung onto her for dear life. While I clung into her I could feel her chuckles. "Bitch!" I shouted at her over the air.

A minute of that she put me back down onto the ground, Spitfire looked at me. "Now what did we learn?" She said to me while her shit eating grin mocked me.

"Not to trust you assholes?" I questioned her,

"No." Spitfire flatly said.

"Don't take rides from strangers?"

"Try again." I could tell she wasn't going to let up, so I have her what she wanted.

"To not be lazy." I said in defeat. Spitfire nodded and looked over to see a laughing form of Bon-Bon. "Fuck you Bonny." I said to her. She looked up at me.

"Did you just give me a nickname?" I nodded and she slightly blushed. "Why?" She asked me.

"Because, Bon-Bon get old." Her blush faded out and she pouted at me.

"Hey, why don't I get a nickname?" Spitfire asked.

"Hmmm...I guess I could give you one." Her face lit up. "Okay...so your quick and small...yet you can be an annoyance." Spitfire went from being enthusiastic to doubtful. "I'll call you...Spitball!" I laughed a bit after I finished my sentence. She frowned.

"Please just call me Spitfire instead." She begged me.

"I'll think about it." I said.

After the angry/joking looks were exchanged between us we continued on.

. . .

As we reached the town Spitfire flew ahead so she could get us set up. I took the time to think about what I thought about her. Spitfire, she was respectful, friendly and saw sense (something hard to find in woman) I laughed internally at my own joke, Spitfire gave me a chance...which was more than what most peopl-antros did. I came to my conclusion. I respected Spitfire. She went against her own kind to do what she felt was right.

I walked beside Bon-Bon as we entered the town. I didn't know much of Bonny yet so I decided not to judge her till later. I looked around the colorless town. So dull and lack luster. A sign read 'rock store.' And just that, no ads or information like most stores would sport. Even the anthros that were scattered throughout the town were dark and stone grey.

"Talk about depressing." I said.

"This is a rock farming town, it's usually boring here." A rock farming town? Who the hell....ya know what I don't even care.

I saw Spitfire approach us, rather than wearing her latex Wonderbolt suit, she was wearing a dark dull set of clothing. I looked at her and could only think, boring. All of her usual curves were hidden by the baggy clothing. Boring!

"I hate this town." I muttered to myself.

Spitfire took her spot beside me and started to walk with us. "I found the town's inn and booked us a room for the night."

"Only a room?" I asked her.

"Yeah?"

"Just one room?" I hung onto my sentence hoping she would understand my point.

"What's wrong with one room?" Bon-Bon spoke up.

"Just....forget it, let's go." I said, gesturing for Spitfire to lead the way.

She took the lead and herded us to the inn. I sighed as we stopped at the door.

"What?" Bon-Bon said in frustration.

"It. Is. So. DULL.!" I put my head in my hands and faked wept.

"Let's just go!" Spitfire grabbed my arms and pulled me in. She didn't stop either, she pulled me and kept pulling me until we were at our room. "Room four! Were here." She shoved me towards Bon-Bon who then caught me.

"Hi." I said to Bonny as she held me. Her face twisted up in fake disgust and she let go off me. "Rude!" I retorted. Spitfire unlocked the door and opened it. I bolted inside first. I looked around and took in the grey surroundings. Everything was stone grey, the bed, the chairs, the couch...even the bunk-beds...OH!

"I CALL TOP!" I shouted as I did a four four vertical jump and landed in the bed.

"Guess I got bottom." I heard Spitfire said. I laughed. "What?" She asked me.

"I didn't take you as a submissive girl." I joked at her. She blushed and grabbed a pillow and chunked it at my face. I expected to have a soft thing touch my face, ya know like pillows are suppose to be like. But no, of course it was hard like a rock.

I recoiled and held my face. "FUCK!" I shouted at her. I felt something warm trickle out of my nose. I pulled my hands away from my face. "How bad?" I asked Bon-Bon.

"Nothing could make your face worse than what it already is, so I'll say not bad." The bitch A.K.A, Bonny said.

"Don't gotta be a bitch."

"I didn't think the pillows were gonna be filled with rocks!" Spitfire said as she removed the second pillow from her bed.

"Didn't you feel the weight when you picked it up?!" I angrily asked her.

"I was to determined to hit your face with it to notice." Spitfire replied.

"That made me feel better." I said as I wiped away the blood from my nose. "That hurt, and you haven't even said sorry yet!" I told her.

"S-sorry." She stuttered.

"Since I am so merciful and found your stutter adorable, I forgive you." I said, earning another blush from Spitfire. I looked over to see Bon-Bon taking the queen sized bed, not before she removed the pillows though.

I felt the bed slightly move and poked my head over the bed rail to see Spitfire laying on the bottom bunk. She closed her eyes and tried for sleep. I felt my bladder move, so I jumped off my bunk and headed for the bathroom.

I opened the door and stared at the horrible scene that stood before me. "What else did I expect?" I said to myself. The toilet was stone....of course. At least I didn't have to take a shit...cause I'm pretty sure my ass would get cut up. I did my business and left the bathroom.

I looked at the bottom bunk only to find it empty. I shrugged, Spitfire could take care of herself. I jumped up into my bunk and landed on something surprisingly soft and furry. I put my hand down onto the new found sheet and squeezed it. I heard a little squeak come from it.

"H-hey, stop that!" Of course...Spitfire stole my spot.

"No bed stealing!" I shouted at her. Spitfire sat up and moved to the other side of the bunk.

"You didn't call safety or seat check!" Spitfire said.

"By the laws of chair stealing, I didn't have to because I called dibs earlier!" I exclaimed. "Now if you would kindly be the little beyatch you are and take your bottom bunk." Spitfire accepted her defeat and jumped off the top bunk and took her rightful spot.

I closed my eyes and smiled feeling like a king.

Several attempts of sleep later

"I can't do it!" I shouted. "The room is just so off putting I cant sleep!" I cried out.

"I can't either." Said Bon-Bon.

"Same."

"We gotta pass the time somehow!" I exclaimed. "Any ideas?"

Moments of silence took place before Spitfire spoke up. "I would like to get to know each other."

"Wonderful idea!" Said Bonny.

"Greeeat." I whined/said.

. .

We all sat in a circle on the queen sized bed. Like little school girls on a school night. Why is this my life?

"Who goes first?" Bon-Bon asked. I looked over wt Spitfire and she looked back at me. Through the magic of telepathy (our dorky looks) we had the same idea.

"Not it!" Spitfire and I shouted in unison.

"Well that's not fair!" Whined Bon-Bon.

"Get over it." I told her.

Bonny let out a frustrates breath. "Okay...do we like ask questions or just tell our story?" She made a good point, did I really want to answer their questions...or should I just tell my story and leave out the parts they shouldn't know.

"Which ever you like." Spitfire said respectably.

Bon-Bon took a breath. "Ask away."

I decided to ask first.

"Do you trust me?" I said,

"My friend told me you could be trusted, and so far you haven't gave me a reason to distrust you." She dodged the question.

"Yes or no." I simply said.

"No...not yet, sorry."

"No problem, at least you told the truth right?" I told her. She nodded.

"Have you dated someone?" Spitfire asked. What the hell? When did this become a gossip session? I looked at Bon-Bon, her beige colored face was now a bright shade of pink.

"N-no." She stammered. I chuckled a bit. "Don't laugh at me! I bet no one would even date a thing like you!" Her words would have stung...if I gave a single fuck. I just shrugged her off. "I bet you haven't even kissed anyone since you have been here huh?"

I held up my hands in defense. "Hey it's not my turn."

"We should try something else." Bonny said suggestively. "Truth or dare sounds better than what were trying." Spitfire nodded in agreement. I hung my head, not liking where this was going.

"So it's agreed...truth or dare time!" Exclaimed Spitfire, a bit to excitedly.

Truth or Dare. The Devil's game.

Author's Note

I feel as if the character's mood just completely changed...I think I made him out of character.

The Devil's Game

I sat there, sweat beads forming on my brow, my breath was shallow amd ragged, my thoughts were set abaze, I knew what was coming...simply put....Bon Bon was going to ask me the dreded question.

"Truth or Dare?" Bon-Bon asked me. I already knew she was going to ask me, yet I still was unprepared. With an uneasy breath I tried my best to man up.

"D-D...uhh...Truth!" There goes my manly side. Was I really that scared of what Bon-Bon could make me do? I looked at the disappointed Bon-Bon. Her face twisted while she thought of what to 'truth' me.

"Is it true." Gawd I feel like I'm back in middle school. "That you.....hmmm." Great start so far. "That...you...ugh!" I laughed at Bon-Bon while she failed to ask me a question.

"Oh-oh-oh!" Spitfire said, sounding much like an excited schoolgirl. "Is it true that you are still a virgin!" Ok what tha fuck?

"What she said!" Bon-Bon said happily, as her dilehma solved itself.

I hate this game. "Yes." I replied, trying my best not to be ashamed of myself.

"Pfft!" Bon-Bon stifled her giggle. "Pffghlt." Or at least tried to.

"Awwwww, how sweet!" Said Spitfire. I refused to blush so instead of pondering on I pushed on for my turn.

"Spitfire." The girl tensed up at my voice. "Truth or DAAARE!" I tried my best to make dare sound terrifying, hoping she would stay away from it, cause I got some serious questions to ask he-

"Dare please!" She simply said. I grunted at how easy it was for her. She even said please. My pride seriously took a toll just now.

Without a doubt in my mind, I already knew what my plan was....revenge. I grinned evilly and spoke. "I dare you to..." Pause for dramatic effect. "Tickle the hell outta Bonny!" I shouted and pointed towards the would be victim.

"Hey, come on we can talk about this!" Bon-Bon said as she rolled off the bed and stood up, she held out her arms trying to halt the tickle fiend that crept closer. "Come on Spitfi-ompf!" As true to her nick name, the little Spitball flung herself at Bon-Bon and tackled her down. I closed my eyes and enjoyed the squeals and screams of protest that followed.

"Music to my ears." I said, after about thirty seconds I heard gasping so I told Spitfire to stop. I received an evil eye from Bonny as we all took our original seats at the bed.

"Alex." Spitfire said, right then and there something clicked. Very few anthros knew my name...so how did she? "Truth or dare?" I set up a master plan, now having a true goal in mind.

"Dare." I said wanting it to be my turn.

"I dare you to-" her voice trailed off as she saw the look in my eye. Determination, and it wasn't the positive helpful kind either. "T-to tell me what your thinking." That wasn't what her original dare, whatever she saw in my eye she was afraid.

"I'm trying to find out how you know my name." I told her calmly, Spitfire flinched back. Sometimes calm tones of voice are more intimidating than an angry tone.

Spitfire took a minute to think for herself. "Don't be angry." She pleaded me. I glared at her for my response. "Please?" I remained silent.

"Look dude, does it really mat-" Bonny tried to continue her sentence but my icy daggers for eyes dug into her flesh and forced her silent.

"Just tell me." I told Spitfire.

"Our...leader talked a lot about you." The leader knew me personally. They told me that already but I assumed personally was like we talked once or twice, but the leader knew my name. My face drooped a bit as I thought. "Don't get mad, she didn't." I tuned her out. The leader was a girl.

More and more puzzle pieces came together...a girl, who knew me personally, wants to help and knows my name. CLICK! Lyra.

"Ly-ra." I said, the name broken and unwelcome on my tongue.

"Yeah...we weren't suppose to tell you!" Spitfire said.

"You told him! I had nothing to do with it!" Bon-Bon said in defense.

"She tricked me!" I growled, I got off the bed and paced around the room. My brain went into overdrive. 'It happened again!' I thought, over and over as I paced the room angrily. I let my guard down, why do I trust people. I looked at Bon-Bon and Spitfire who were now sitting on the edge of the bed.

Spitfire stood up and walked towards me with an arm stretched out towards me. Before she reached me I turned against her.

"If she tricked me into this mess than what does that make you!" I shouted at Spitfire. My anger rose and was now visible on my face. "How could I fall for this again!" I rambled to myself. "I trust you anthros! I give you what I can and hope to receive nothing but trust, but no I get betrayed!" I felt my head throb.

"She didn't mean for you to get caught!" Shouted Bon-Bon from the bed.

"She led me straight to CELESTIA'S STUDENT!" I roared at her. "Then she didn't even help when they captured me!" Something inside my gut. "She didn't even try." I dropped my angry stance and fell to the floor and sat onto my ass.

Spitfire walked beside me and kneeled down. "That's why were here." Could I trust them? Could I really trust these anthros? "She knows this wont make up for it all but, she has plans." I looked up at the fiery girl, her genuine smile felt comforting. I had to trust someone eventually.

I rubbed my temples and looked at Spitfire. Truly looked at her. I saw how she looked back at me, how her eyes shimmered slightly, how her breath was light around me.

I wiped away a tear that formed in my eye and looked over at Bon-Bon. She was staring at us, fully intent and worried."

I looked back at Spitfire, who was leaning in close to me. "Spitfire?"

"Yes?" She replied softly.

"Truth or Dare?" I asked her.

"Truth." She knew what I wanted.

"Do you trust me?" I asked her.

"With my life." I smiled at her answer.

"That...was corny." I told her as I laughed, the tension in the room finally seemed to vanish. I stood up. Bon-Bon walked towards me and Spitfire.

"I'd say." The beige girl said. "I would also say if I didn't know any better you two have the hots for one another." She grinned mischievously. I punched her lightly in the arm and then pulled her and Spitfire into a group hug.

"I love you guys!" I said jokingly.

"Bleh!" Bonny said, faking a gagging sound.

Spitfire didn't say anything but when we stopped the group hug I swear I saw a deep red blush across her face. I tried to get a better look but she kept avoiding eye contact with me. I shrugged it off.

I put a balled up fist to my mouth and yawned into it. "We can talk about...Lyra tomorrow, right now I need some sleep." I said as I jumped onto the queen sized bed and sprawled myself out.

"Hey that was mine!" Shouted Bonny.

"You never called seat check." I yawned and proceeded to pass the fuck out, as I drew closer to sleep I felt the presence of another in the same bed with me. Before I could determine whom it was, the lights for the room turned off and I fell asleep.

Author's Note

It's short, sorry but had issues today. Tomorrows chapter will be better. I hope.

The Dream Girl

In my sleep, I know I am sleeping, but I cant control what is happening.

I stood in an unfamiliar room, I took a look around me trying to find any exits. Nothing. The room is just an empty bland stone box. The walls are a solid grey stone, not a single crack is visible throughout the entire room. Blank and empty. I tried to break free, I tried to imagine something else. To be free, out in the woods, anything! I felt the walls slowly close in on me. The rooms was shrinking, I jammed my foot against a wall and pushed as hard as I could. The wall just kept pushing on.

I gave up and sat in the center of the room and waited. I closed my eyes and waited for the walls to close in on me. The sound of the stone walls scraping against the stone floor grew louder. Louder.

I felt a hand on my shoulder, the sound of the walls closing were silenced. I opened my eyes and looked at the hand on my shoulder. The mint green colored hand. I looked up for the owner, none other than Lyra. She looked at me, her gentle smile told me she meant no harm. The tears that welled up in her eyes showed me she cared. Yet, I felt indifference for her. She didn't matter to me. She. Meant. Nothing.

I pulled her hand away from me, her smile turned into a frown. Lyra turned away from me, her image quickly faded out and the walls resumed closing in on me. The walls were once again stopped, but instead of me or my imagination halting them, it was a voice.

"STOP!" The voice bellowed out, feminine yet incredibly loud. The walls were immediately replaced by black and empty space.

"Wh-what?" I stuttered out.

"We have watched you for some time now." The same voice but, instead of loud and forceful it was now soft and motherly. I looked around for the source of the voice. Nothing.

A small light flooded the dark and lonely space that surrounded me. I looked towards it, the light slowly expanded and a woman came out, her ha-mane..err..whatever it was, it flowed and resembled the stars, it flowed and moved as if wind was blowing. She, unlike other anthros, had a tail as well. A tiny tiara glinted from her head. Royalty. Her coat a dark hue of blue.

"Who the fu-" I felt my voice become nothing, my lips were moving no sound came out.

The woman spoke to me. "If thou wish for thou to suffer continue on the way thou has taken." Medieval talk much? "If not then thy shall help thou." What was she talking about?

I moved my lips to speak but, once again no sound came out. I looked at her. Was she controlling my dream.

"Thy shall help, only because thou dreams saddens us." The star maned woman said. Us? What did she mean by that? "We shall leave, follow or not." The woman turned away and began to walk back into the light in which she came. I broke off into a sprint as I saw her meld into the light.

I stopped at the edge of the light. I tried to look into the bright light, but it was just like staring into the sun. I saw the light flicker and fade out. 'Your opportunity is leaving you behind.' A voice said in my head. I nodded, taking a breath and closed my eyes as I walked forward into the light.

"Good choice." Said the star maned woman from earlier.

. . .

My vision was filled with nothing but a bright light. Sunspots filled my sight and blinded me. I stood, blinking my eyes, waiting for my vision to return. After about three minutes my vision returned, what I saw made my eyes tear up. Images of my recent past. Spitfire and me smiling and laughing together, Bon-Bon in the background smiling with us, the tickle fight between Bonny and Spitball, it felt me with an odd feeling. More images, of me and Lyra this time, our short time we spent together. How Lyra offered me her hand to pick me up of the ground, how she cared for me when I was stricken by the Manticore, she sat at my side for a solid five hours, she didnt budge or ever fall out of rhythm. How she came from fearing me to..something more. I saw my own memories being played all around me. I could feel tears welling up in my eyes. Lyra trusted me, why would she have betrayed me then?

I wiped away the tears that wanted to fall freely. Maybe it was an accident. A mistake. 'Or a plan.' I was pulled away from my thoughts as the star haired woman approached me.

"Thou has great potential." The woman told me. I looked up at her. I moved my lips to speak but again no words came out. "Shh, let us speak." I nodded my head. For once in my life, I needed to listen. "You have a destiny here, a greater purpose." She took a breath. "My sister is corrupt." Sister? Was this the woman of the night I heard so much about. I have heard many stories of Princess Celestia having a sister, many campfire stories were told, I of course over heard them when I hung out in the woods near towns. Luna, the sister of the day, Luna herself the sister of night.

"You're Luna?" The woman nodded.

"I am Luna, Princess of the night." She was using modern language now.

The images the surrounded me faded out and were replaced with pictures of the bitch that ruled. Celestia. "My sister has been losing her public image for quite some time now." Pictures of Celestia were hung around me, but they weren't like my memories, they were actual pictures, art, newspapers and fliers.

The magazines headlines were such as 'Celestia: Princess or Dictator?". Fliers had pictures of Celestia and under them was the caption. 'All hail our God!' I laughed out loud a bit. Artworks showed Celestia standing tall, a pile of bodies under her. Words were painted under the art. 'She lives forever while others are left behind.' I felt a pang of sympathy for Celestia, it lasted only a brief moment though.

'I wonder how many people left her behind?' I shook my head and looked at the images. Anthros were talking behind the princesse's back. "The citizens spread rumors of her latest mistake." Luna said.

An image of me running through Canterlot was shown. "You were her latest mistake." She told me. More artwork came. One was of me being shackled down, starved and bloody. The caption below it read. 'He was first, we are next.'

"Their terrified of her." I said. Luna nodded in agreement.

"They have every right to be, she had gotten out of control, she has pretty much turned the Royal Palace into a slave plantation."

"Why?" I asked Luna.

"She was really desperate to find you."

"Was?" I said questionably.

"Well right now she is trying to stop the uprising." I laughed when Luna finished her sentence.

"Celestia was her own downfall!" Luna shook her head.

"This has happened before, plenty of times, my sister will find a way to calm the citizens of Equestria and she will remain their leader." Luna sounded rather disappointed.

"Than what can we do to stop her?" I asked. If this has happened already, what could we do then?

"You are already doing your part." She said. And like that her image broke and vanished. I could feel a tugging at my side. "Our time is up for now, just remember to-" her voice was cut off.

. . .

I woke up to find Spitfire huddled against my side, she looked comfy it was almost cute. I turned to see Bon-Bon in the bed with us, but she wasn't as close to me like Spitfire was. Bon-Bon laid on the very edge completely uncovered by blankets, she shivered slightly and looked like she didn't belong in the room. Like she didn't fit in. I closed my eyes remembering how Bon-Bon was always in the background. Did she feel like that? Nothing but a background character? An unimportant piece in a greater picture.

I pulled Spitfire's arms off of me gently, trying my best not to disturb her sleep. As I managed to get the top half of my body I notice Spitfire's legs were over mine. Oh well all I needed was my top half to finish my plan.

I stretched out as far as I could with only my top half and reached over for Bonny, I wrapped my arms around her waist, I felt her take a quick sharp breath while my skin made contact with her fur. I pulled her in towards me and laid on my back.

"Wha-huh?" Bon-Bon said confused.

"Shh get under the blankets." I told her. She opened her mouth but I cut her off with a whisper. "You looked cold, come on just do it and shut up." I said. Bonny nodded and did her best to get under the blankets with me and Spitfire, granted it was awkward but she got in nome the less.

Bonny whispered something to me but I couldn't understand her. I shrugged and held her in one arm. So there I laid, one girl in ome arm, and another girl in the other. If I was attracted to anthros...things would have gone different but, no all we did was lay together and fall back asleep.

Oh and before I forget, I need to remind myself. Cuddling with anthros may be adorable furry and soft...but damn was it hot. It was like having two thick fur coats on me.

Author's Note

Just a little cute chapter. Nothing too special here.

That awkward moment when...

I woke up to a sound of a shrill scream. Right in my fucking ear. Here's how the little conversation went down.

"EEEP!"

"Dah!" I jumped up and knocked Bon-Bon out of my arms. "What tha fuck!" I shouted at Spitfire.

"AH?!" She pointed at me and Bon-Bon.

"Ah?" I said...or asked?

"AH!" She pushed her finger at Bon-Bon. Spitfire had an enormous blush on her face.

"WWHHAT?!" I shouted at Spitfire.

"D-did...we?"

"Oooh..okay no nothing happened." I looked over at Bon-Bon, who somehow managed to stay asleep during the shouts. "Is Bonny okay?" I pushed Bon-Bon a bit. "Bon-Bon?"

"Fmpmremint." Was her reply. I looked over at Spitfire, she shrugged at me. I put my mouth next to Bon-Bon's ear.

"WAKE THE FUCK UP BONNY GIRL!" I shouted into her ear. She opened her eyes and lifted her head, she scanned the room for a minute and let her face drop back into the bed.

"What's her problem?" Asked Spitfire. I shrugged and poked Bon-Bon's side. "Hey, I got an idea." I looked over at Spitfire.

"You do?" I asked, she nodded in response. "Then get to it."

"Hey don't boss me around!" She retorted.

"Just get to it." I replied, I looked at Spitfire creep over to Bon-Bon, real slow like...like a hungry predator, the scary part was that I was watching her, yet I couldn't even hear her footsteps, I knew she was there and no matter how hard I tried, I just couldn't hear her.

Spitfire crept up to Bon-Bon and began to tickle her sides. A loud squeal rang in my ears, but Spitfire didn't let up, unfortantly because I was so close to Bonny at the time I received a kick to the jaw, I recoiled and fell off the bed.

"Oh shit!" I heard Bon-Bon say.

"Is he okay?" Asked Spitfire.

"I didn't try to kick him, so he should be fine." Bon-Bon replied. I held my jaw, which felt like it was fucking shattered. A tear tried to escape my eyes, not from pain but from like body reaction, I mean if I get hit square in the nose, no matter how soft or hard it usually brings a tear to my eye.

I tried to talk but my jaw wasn't ready to cooperate just yet. "Ramblfrsg." Was what came out.

Spitfire was the first to help me up, of course. Bonny girl was just looking away and whistling. Guilty bitch. I messaged my jaw for a good minute before I heard a pop. "Ow fuck!" I held my jaw. "That hurt Bon-Bon." If she didn't mean to kick me....gawd I would hate to feel what her real kicking power is.

"Sorry." I heard Bon-Bon say. I smiled, even though it was still kind of painful, and walked over to her and gave her a quick hug. She didn't hug me back, when I pulled away I saw why. Bon-Bon stood there slack jawed.

"What?" I asked her. I looked over and saw that Spitfire was a bit shocked to. "What?!" I said again.

"Why have you been so....happy lately?" Spitfire asked me.

"Why not?" I said.

"Well, from the stories that Lyra told us, you weren't exactly the touchy type...or the happy type." Bonny girl said. Oh...yeah, why have I been so happy? I closed my eyes to think. I saw images of the short times I have spent with Bon-Bon, Spitfire, and even Lyra. I smiled.

"Because, I know I have friends." It was true. I had. Friends.

The two girls smiled, only for a moment before they looked at each other and shared a glance. "What?" I asked them. "Why did you two just get all serious?"

"We have to talk about Lyra don't we?" Spitfire asked, Bon-Bon tensed up.

"Nope." I flatly said.

"Huh?!" The two girls said in unison, their faces shared a confused state. It was like a comedy skit from the 90's. All we needed was a live audience for the laughter.

"Let's just say...I had a very...very revealing dream."

"Wait what?" Spitfire asked.

"I was visited by Luna." I saw the two girls panic for a second before they looked around the room. "What's wrong?" I asked.

"If she could visit you in your dreams that means she knows where you are!" Shouted Bon-Bon.

"Really? Good thing she's on our side." The girls stared at me dumbfounded. "Oh, yeah...umm so long story short, Luna wants to help."

"Why would you trust her?" Spitfire asked.

"She seemed nice." I joked.

"Really?" Bon-Bon deadpanned.

"No, heh..she helped me see who I should trust, and that's you two and Lyra." The two girls shared a look.

"If she is going to help...will she join our rebellion?"

"I think secretly, but not publicly." I took a gasp. "It would be like having our own secret agent!" I exclaimed. The two girls giggled. "What?" I asked them.

"Your such a dork." Bonny said.

"A dork that can kick some ass!" I said as I jumped up.

. . .

It was finally time for us to leave the inn, that solid grey dull and confining room, yet, another good memory was made there. Funny how i dark and lonely places still can offer great things.

"Yo Alex time to go!" Shouted Bon-Bon, snapping me out of my thoughts.

"Coming!" I called back to her. I caught up to Bon-Bon and Spitfire. "So where to?"

"Were going to our base." Hmm, these anthros can sure get together if they all work together against something, pr someone.

We continued on the dirt road. "Can you tell me like exactly?"

"Were going to city called Manehatten, it will probably only take a few hours to get there."

"Hours! I wish we could just be there already." It's been boring lately, peaceful and nice....but still boring.

"What's that?" Spitfire said. I looked at her, she was pointing towards an overturned caravan. Looks like an ambush. Which means.

"Were in bandit territory!" I shouted. Bandits, brutes, idiots, tough, and usually fighters. Tough bastards.

"Way to give away our positions!" Shouted Bon-Bon at me. I looked around, it was morning so everything was clear and obvious. I could see footprints in the dirt, scattered and everywhere, this group was very unorganized, which didn't make it any better or worse. I heard a tree ruffle. I looked into the tree tops, ropes were tied to trees. A thin wire was connected to the ropes and trailed down into the dirt.

"Some sort of tripwire?" I asked out loud. Bon-Bon and Spitfire looked at me. I leaned over and grabbed a rock. I threw it into the lines. A snap was heard and two trees fell, one in front of us and one behind us. This trap was meant to stop wagons from escaping. Smart move, but what if the caravan was protected.

An arrow dug it's way into the ground in front of me. I broke off into the tree line. Bon-Bon broke off to the right and Spitfire flew into the air.

"Idiot you missed!" I heard a deep masculine voice yell.

"Shut up! I just got this bow from the last caravan! It fucking sucks!" Another deep masculine voice replied. Amateurs.

I saw an orange streak in the sky and saw Spitfire land next to me. "There's three in the tree tops, five in the ground and I think theres one in the bushes."

"How did you spot-" she cut me off.

"Im a flier, we have to have great sight." She told me.

"Okay, go warn Bonny, I'll try to take care of some of the ground ones, after you tell Bonny, try to take out anyone who has a bow." Spitfire nodded and leapt up into the air. I didn't like how obvious of a target she was in the sky, bit at least she has speed so it would take a very skilled archer to take her down.

At least I could take that small comfort in this situation. I put my back against the closest tree and waited for the idiots to do something. As if on cue, they did.

"Where the hell did they go!"

"I don't fucking know! It was your job to watch them!"

"No it wasn't!"

"Shut up!"

"You shut up!"

I peeked my head around the corner to risk a look at the two voices, two behemoths of anthros were walking past some of the trees, slowly getting further away from me. I waited for my opportunity.

"You want a mouth full of my fist!" One of the men, red coated, turned to the other and held a fist to his face.

"Want a broken face?!" The other one, grey coated, shoved the red coated guy back. Now!

I sprinted towards the red coat first, as I drew nearer I jumped up and grabbed his head, while in the air I used my momentum to slam his head into the nearest tree. I fell and landed on my feet and turned towards the grey coated brute.

"You fucked up little boy!" The brute shouted at me as he charged. He threw a fist at me and I ducked under it, his fist hit the tree behind me, with a sickening crunch I pulled away from the brute. "My hand!" The giant bellowed. He pulled his now broken hand away and looked at me. "Boys! I found one!" He shouted.

"Snitch!" I shouted as I rushed him, he swung his arm at me, I jumped back and avoided his swing, next. I drove my foot into his gut. He just stood there and laughed.

"You should have known better!" I should have, he grabbed my foot and yanked me off the ground. I fell onto my ass and looked at the man, he drove his foot down towards me, I quickly rolled over and stood up, only to catch a fist to the side of my head.

I heard a ringing sound as I spun out, I went reeling back a few feet and feel onto a knee. I heard footsteps coming towards me. To heavy to be either of the girls, I turned and ran off the best I could. The world spun as I ran, I quickly found myself on the ground after stumbling over an exposed tree root.

"He went this way!" A new voice shouted, lighter but still masculine. I looked around for anything. I spotted a bush and quickly dragged myself into it.

I heard loud and heavy footsteps pass me up, next lighter ones came near me, I looked out, able to see from the bush. A new figure stood in front of the bush I was hiding in. He was a lighter blue coated man, his hair was fashioned into a mohawk. He stared directly into the bush. Directly at me, my heart skipped a beat, the world spun a bit faster for me.

"Dude, you might be able to hide fro, the idiots, but I assure you I am not an idiot." I held my breath hoping he was bluffing. "I can see how you dragged yourself into the bush, the dirt is a dead give away." Fuck. The man leaned over the bush, he dug for something in his pocket. I saw fish out a sharp pocket knife, it glimmered in the sunlight. "Got y-" as he thrust arms down, knife held firmly in his hand he was cut off.

I saw a knee make contact with the side of the guys head. I then saw Bon-Bon take his spot. The man recoiled back and landed in the dirt. The world finally stopped spinning for me, I rolled out from the bush and gave Bon-Bon a smile.

She grinned and gave me a thumbs up.

"Thanks for the save." I told her.

"No problem." She replied,

"The BITCH IS OVER HERE!" Yelled the blue coated man. He reached for his knife, but I ran up to him and gave him a swift kick to the face, he slumped over. I bent over and grabbed his knife. It felt unpleasant in my grasp, but it was necessary right now. It wasnt anything special, just a six inch pocket knife, I folded it then put it into my pocket.

Bon-Bon screamed as a man grabbed her and shoved her against a tree. I turned to look at her but was cut off by a kick to the gut, then someone slammed into me with what felt like the force of a train. I went flying back into the dirt road. I scrambled up panicked. I lost sight of Bon-Bon.

A certain grey anthro stood next to a smaller griffon. I hated griffons, swift little bastards, sharp as talons, and sharp ass fucking beaks. I was probably going to get gutted, the griffon moved, but was cut off by a streak of orange. I saw Spitfire slamming her fists into the the griffons face.

The grey coated anthro held his good fist and brung it down towards Spitfire, only I was there to stop him, I kicked his arm, directly on his elbow, I heard a sickening crack followed by another one of his angry/pained howls.

He turned to me, his arm limply twirled along with his turn. He looked directly at me. "You freak!" He spat at me, I jumped uo and brought my knee to his chin, he fell back, I didn't let up. He laid on his back groaning, I stood next to him and slammed my foot into his face, over and over. Until I heard a pop and his breaths stopped. Dead. Now wasn't the time to think about it though. Bon-Bon was in danger. I head a scream from the trees, I quickly darted off towards it.

I stopped behind a tree. I lucked a tree branch off from the ground as I made my way over here. I held it tightly in my hands and peeked around the corner. I saw two anthros laying faced down in the dirt, Three were huddled around a tree, one held Bon-Bon against the tree.

"You took out three of my men." He must have been the leader, I looked at Bon-Bon, her hair was a bit tangled, she was a bit scratched up but nothing major. She didn't get caught without a fight though."I usually kill people who hurt my men...but for a pretty lil thing like you I think I can make an exception." He put his hand on her breast, Bon-Bon tensed up.

I could feel my blood boil, anger. I heard rumors about bandits and women, the reason there was never a female in a bandit group was because they would get raped. Tossed back and forth between the men until she was broken. My eye twitched constantly, I felt hatred for him.

"I'm going to have the first go at her, alone. Anyone else can do whatever to her after I'm done." I reached down for his pants.

A primal scream escaped my lips as I charged into the crowd of men, I didn't even know I was moving until I heard the crack of the branch. The anthro that stood furthest from the group fell back, splinters of wood and a nasty gash was now engraved on his forehead. He wasn't getting back up. I was moving again, a half broken branch in my hand, the tip coming to a nice sharp point. I launched the brach like a javelin into the back of the anthro the held Bon-Bon.

"GAH!-KILL IT!" The leader shouted, his grip never faltered as he held Bon-Bon. I jumped at the next anthro, slamming my fists into his face, over and over. I could feel my knuckles bruising, yet I kept going even when I felt the crunch of the antro's skull. I turned and looked at the next anthro, he was swinging for me, I side stepped his swing and drove my elbow into his face, he stood back dazed. I kicked at his kneecap, I felt his bone give way as I drove the heel of my boot in. The man fell forward, I rolled over out of the way, only to get grabbed from behind.

"I caught him!" A deep voice came from behind me. He held me wrong, I could still move my arms enough to do something, but the reasonable part of me had nothing to think of.

"Hold him still." The leader grabbed Bon-Bon by the neck and shoulder then pulled her over in front of me. "Yo u wanted to save her? Huh! Well to fucking bad! Now you're going to watch as-" he stopped mid sentence and fished out a knife from his pocket.

'You have a knife in your pocket!' A voice, threatening and foreign yelled from within my head. I felt it pulling me onto it's primal instincts.

"Your going to watch me defile her dead body!" He flicked the pocket knife, the short blade coming unsheathed. "Then I'll kill you...slowly."

snap. Something in me snapped

I reached down and pulled out the pocket knife that was in my own pocket, in a heartbeat I flicked out the blade and drove it into the neck of whoever was holding me. I leapt forward as the anthro dropped me, himself dead, I lunged at the leader and tackled the last anthro, the leader, I tackled him down. Without any way to kill him quickly the primal part inside of me gave me an answer.

I lunged my face into the leader's neck and bit down, I shook my head away from him and tore out a chunk of his flesh, I spat out his fur and flesh and looked at the horrified expression that was plastered onto his face. He was staring up at the sky, his eyes glazed over, his mouth ajar. I found sick pleasure in knowing he was dead.

I pulled away from him and stood above his body. Blood dripped from my lips, I quickly wiped it off and turned around, my eyes searching for another enemy. My eyes found Bon-Bon.

She stared at me, her face filled with horror. I felt a shover run through my spin as I realized what scared her so badly. I just killed these anthros...but not normally, I killed them as if I were an animal.

I turned my face away from Bon-Bon. Ashamed I looked towards the trees. Back at the woods. Where I belonged, just like the animal I was. "A-Alex?"

I flinched when she spoke my name, her voice quivered. She was terrified of me. I slumped my head down. "P-please don't tell Spitfire."

"Okay...let's go." I felt her arm snake it's way around mine, she gently tugged me away from the horror I left behind. I was lead towards the dirt road, where I saw a dead griffon laying in the middle of the road. Spitfire stood above it. Her lips were moving, her eyes were filled with tears.

"Spitball?" I asked.

She snapped out of her stupor and looked at me, her mouth dropped. "You're covered in blood!"

"Not mine." I said flatly, she winced a bit.

"We need to leave!" Bon-Bon pushed with her words. I nodded and Spitfire mimicked me.

We left the bloody mess behind. I hoped I left more than that behind, I hope I left that beast behind. I couldn't let anyone else see that side to me again. Primal. Like an animal.

Author's Note

Good fight scene? I dunno, I had to make up for the lack of fights. This is a fight story after all....sorta.

I'm not a killer, right?

The walk towards Manehatten was filled with sorrow and fear. Sorrow was only being put out because of Spitfire. Fear was being put out by myself and Bon-Bon. I really hoped Bon-Bon wouldn't tell anyone else, it would kill me inside if anyone else looked at me like Bonny did. Her face was the same as a dear in front of a pair of headlights. Paralyzed and absolute fear.

Me, I was scared, not of the chance of attackers, no. I was afraid of my instinct. I told myself over and over in my head, 'I. Am. No. Killer.' Yet, every time I repeat myself I can imagine myself biting into that bandit. How I tore his neck open with my teeth. Like a killer. Like an animal. 'I Am No Killer!' I screamed the phrase again and again within my head. Every time I say it, I feel it to be less true than before.

An hour of telling myself this while walking I felt a pair of eyes watching me. I looked over and saw the worried face of Bon-Bon. Worried, not scared of pitiful. Bon-Bon was worried about me, about her friend. We together are going to have to keep my dark secret buried six feet.

"Hey Alex?" Spitfire said, her voice pulling me out of my thoughts.

"Yeah Spitball?" I said using her nickname.

"You have been in many fights." She paused. "How do you do it?" She asked me.

I wasn't too entirely sure of what she meant. "How do I do what?" I asked letting my thoughts out into words.

"Not lose control?" Spitfire asked, my heart skipped but I tried my best not to seem effected by her question. I wanted to look over at Bon-Bon for some type of advice, for some easy way out, but if I looked over at her Spitfire would know something was up.

"Umm, I dunno...you were a part of the Wonderbolts, haven't you been in a bunch of fights?" I asked Spitfire, quickly trying my best to change the subject.

"The Wonderbolts were just a figure to the public." She sighed. "We fought, but never did we actually have to worry about big things, we were just for the public eye, I had never once feared for anyone's life during our small fights. We were like superheroes."

"What do you mean?"

"We just stopped petty crimes, like shoplifting, robberies, sometimes bigger things like muggings. True we all had fighting experience, but if you didn't notice it was all for show, Celestia needed a public role model, something the little ones would want to grow up and be...in truth we were just toys." Spitfire spoke calmly, yet her tone had much regret. "Puppets."

"Hey, don't be like that, and besides look at you now, kicking ass and defying the Princess." I playfully punched her arm, but she didn't respond with her usual punch back. Instead she deadpanned.

"You never answered my question." Spitfire said with a stern voice.

"I don't know, okay?" I said, trying my best to sound confused. "Why does it matter?"

Spitfire's stern face now glared at me. "What does it matter? I just killed someone! That was my first time! I didn't want to take his life, but when I saw the griffon charge you..something just snapped."

"..." Why wasn't Bon-Bon trying to help me? Was she afraid she might slip and say something she shouldn't?

"Tell me!" She said.

I took a breath a hung my head. The truth was, before this incident, I had only taken one other life. It was panicked and desperate, and it wasn't even for self protection.

"Do you really wanna know?" I asked Spitfire.

"Of course!" She shouted at me.

"Well, it's hard to explain but let me tell you a bit from when I first arrived here."

"How will tha-"

"Shut up and listen." I cut Spitfire off. "I will try to save some time and avoid going into story telling mode."

. . .

"It started weeks after I arrived, anthros always wanted to pick fights with me, and I would either avoid them, or simply kick their ass. I didn't care, as long no one died, I truly didn't care. On one particular morning I witnessed a child being dragged into an ally way. I think I was in some town called Trottingham? Either way I saw this little girl get dragged off by a rather large male anthro. The little girl didn't exactly look like she knew the guy considering she started to scream. Weird part was no one but me noticed the scream. Anyway I quickly followed them into the ally way where as I saw the man holding the kittle girl against the wall, her feet dangling from the ground. Oh, how I remember the bastard, his dark brown coat, his darker brown hair. I even remember his ugly ass face, how his eyes scanned the girl hungrily, how he licked his dry cracked lips. Everything about this guy made me want to hurt him."

"No one will hear you scream when I'm done with that pretty little mouth of yours. That ugly fucker said."

"The little girl started to cry and sob, she called for her mom and dad, but no one was there, no one but me. As the man reached down for his jeans I felt something snap within me, I went into am attack mode and charged him, I tackled him from the waist, he dropped the girl, whom quickly scrambled away. Yet, even though I knew she got away from the creep I began to slam my fists into his face, left right left and right again I didn't stop until I felt his blood splatter across my face. I stopped immediately and ran. I ran right out of town and never looked back."

. . .

"I knew he was dead as I ran." I finished up my short story. I looked over and saw Bon-Bon staring at the dirt as we walked.

"I don't understand." Spitfire said. "How does that explai-"

"Now I know why I killed him, why I snapped with him and why I never snapped with anyone else." Except this last fight...but now I knew why I killed them like I did. "I killed the man because I was fighting for something." I said.

"How does-"

"Shut up and listen!" I shouted at Spitfire. She flinched back a bit. "What I'm trying to say is, now that we all." I gestured toward Bon-Bon and Spitfire. "Have something to fight for, we can't just be careful like we used to...we all have our instincts, tell me what did you think when you wailed on that griffon?"

"That you were in danger, and the griffon was going to kill you?" She half asked me.

"Exactly, I killed that man because I knew he was going to hurt that innocent little girl. What I'm trying to say here is, I never had a reason to lose control, and I'm sure you never did until now." I told Spitfire, she looked at me, but rather with a cold glare it turned into a warm understanding look.

"So..now that I have you two?" She gestured towards me and Bonny. "I will snap at a protective instinct?" I nodded to her. "So...I guess I'll have to get used to killing?"

I shook my head. "I don't think anyone can truly get over taking another person's life." I said. Bon-Bon nodded her head in agreement. "I'm just saying...I don't even know what I'm saying."

I wasn't lying, I was confused at the situation, but it was better to be confused with this than being all sad about the bandits.

Before I could get sucked back into my depressing thoughts, Bon-Bon interrupted me. "Were here." She said, as we stepped onto a paved road. I didn't like how it went from dirt to paved in a matter of one footstep. It just didn't seem quite right.
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That should have been my first hint.

Author's Note

I know. I usually wouldn't do a chapter on the weekend, but I was excited about reaching 100 likes! I couldn't help myself, also this chapter os pretty confusing, don't be upset if you don't understand it's point just yet.

Thanks so much for the attention! That is all, have a nice day.

Manehatten

As I stepped onto the pavement road I took in my surrounding. Manehatten was a city, not a town like most of the places. I've been, Manehatten is a full blow metropolis. I could see busy anthros everywhere, all looking at their watches or looking both ways before crossing the street. I noticed how they never once looked at me. Were they truly that busy?

"So Bon-Bon where exactly are we going?" Spitfire asked.

"To the city's chruch?"

"You're fucking kidding me?" I said to Bon-Bon. Seriously, the church? Where they worship Celestia? I remember this one little town, the center of everything revolved around that church, it was the only building that rose above twelve feet. Ugh.

"Think about this way, where is the last place anyone will think to look if were going against the princess herself?" Bon-Bon stated as matter of fact like.

"Oh." It was kind of genius, but. "How are you going to get past the church people, I'm pretty damn sure if they knew we were plotting a rebellion against their god, they would do something, right?"

"Right, if there was any church people, this is a big city, with busy people, no one has time to go to the church, it's practically abandoned." Bon-Bon said.

"Ah, so basically people lost faith in their god?"

"Nope." Spitfire said this time. She had her eyes set on a statue, a statue that was engraved into a side of some random building. The statue itself was of Celestia, she stood tall, her smile kind and warming, her dress loosely hung onto her.

I frowned as I noticed a small crowd all bowing to the statue, their eyes close mouths moving and their hands pressed together.

"I said they didn't have time to go to the church, but they still have time to pray at their local statue." Bon-Bon said.

"A local statue." I deadpanned.

"Yup." Bon-Bon said as we turned a corner, the statue leaving my sight.

"How many of those are just laying around?" I asked.

"Oh...there's about one every." Bon-Bon took a minute to think. "Street." She said as she looked foreword.

And sure enough, there was a statue of Celestia, the same as the other one. "This is ridiculous!" I stated.

"Yeah, how much money do you think it cost them?" Spitfire asked.

"No clue." We made another turn, but there wasn't a statue on this street.

"Why isn't there a statue on this street?" I asked.

"Wait for it." I followed her, I noticed the building started to disperse, all of the tall skyscrapers that surrounded us seemed to become less numerous as we made our way down this...long street. I felt the ground texture change under my boot.

I looked down, cobblestone. It went from pavement to cobblestone just like it did with the dirt road. I felt a shiver run down my spine. I noticed the skyscrapers stopped at the cobblestone, none dared to venture foreword.

As I looked around I noticed a building, square at the base, rose up further into a pyramid like shape. Engraved into the entrance was the statue of Celestia. It was the biggest one so far. It was a bit different this time though, instead of her hands pressed against her hips like the others, this one has Celestia's right arm held out, in her hand was bell. In her left hand she held out scale. The kind that balanced gold for the weight of other items.

"Welcome to the church of Celestia." Of course, so was that bell suppose to be the church bell? How did it work?

As if on que, a man exited the entrance and walked underneath the bell. As we drew near I could see a rope dangled from the bell. The man pulled the rope. The ring of the bell resonated throughout my body.

I rubbed my ears trying to get the ringing out. Bon-Bon didn't seem to be phased, I looked over at Spitfire, she was clutching the sided of her head, her hands over her ears. The dick that rang the bell went back into the church.

"I thought that it was abandoned?" I spat, the sound returning to my ears.

"I said practically, besides that was one of our group."

"Why did he have to ring the bell?" Spitfire asked.

"If the bell isn't rang once a day bad luck will be brought to the city for a month." Bon-Bon said. I burst out into laughter. "Yeah laugh it up, but it's kind of true."

"Equestria logic may not be the same as Earth's but I'm pretty sure that if you didn't ring that bell." I pointed to the giant as bell. "That bell right there, I'm pretty fucking sure nothing will happen."

"The city doesn't wanna take that chance, last time we didn't ring it, our town was plunged into darkness." Bon-Bon said. Wait..we? So this is where Bonny is from?

We walked up the stairs, Bon-Bon knocked on the door, one, two, three, pause. Four. The door opened up, a hooded figure stood in the doorway.

He spoke. "Bon-Bon, heyy took you long enough." He moved out of the way and let us in.

. . .

Marble floor, wooden benches and not the cheap ones, these looked as if they went through a thousand years of sitting in a closet just gathering dust. There was an alter and a shrine, all underneath the same statue of Celestia herself.

I'm seriously getting sick of her vanity, Bon-Bon grabbed my arm and pulled me into a room, Spitfire soon followed. The room was just an empty room with a bookcase inside it.

"Uhm, why are we in a closet with a bunch of books?" I asked.

Bon-Bon pulled a book, nothing special about the book at all, but the spine read 'Celestia's History'. The bookshelf opened inwards on itself. Of course, every secret place needs a secret bookshelf. How cliche.

We walked down into the room that hid behind the bookshelf. A feminine figure alone, she was messing with a map setting figures onto it. Sorta reminded me of a war plan. Her mint green hands pushed over several figures across the map.

Mint. Green.

"Lyra?" I said. The figure flinched but didn't turn.

"A-Alex?" She asked. Her voice remained the same. A bit scratchy but overall the same voice that I knew.

"Who else would it be?" I joked, using my sarcastic tone hoping it would release the tension that clouded the room. She lowered head.

"I'm sorr-" I didn't let her finish.

"Shut up and give me a hug." I grabbed her shoulder and turned her around. I grasped both her shoulders and looked into her hood, her face shrouded by the shade that her hood provided.

"B-but." I pulled her close and squeezed her lightly into a hug. Lyra's arms slowly lifted up and snaked themselves around me. I smiled as I felt her accept my embrace.

We held each other until I heard a purposeful cough come from Spitfire.

I let go of Lyra, as I pulled away she removed her hood. I could see her bright golden eyes, her smooth fur, and the trademark smile she loved to use. Admittedly it was a bit goofy, but goofy was alright.

"So Ly-Ly what's the plan?" I asked, my tone playful.

"Were going to wait for the big game to arrive here, right now were just waiting....so the plan for today os to catch up with each other." Lyra said.

"What do you mean by bigger game?"

"Our little organization couldn't get this far by itself, we had some help from great..great power, we even have some power in the palace itself." Lyra said.

'Wait. If there was an ally within the palace...was that Luna? Was the dream girl going to meet me in person?' I thought to myself, I wonder who else was a part of this great power.

"I wonder who they all are." Spitfire said.

"Looks like were on the same page Spitball." I smiled when my nickname took effect, Spitfire got flustered and turned away from me. "Well we can't exactly share our stories by standing here can we?" I asked.

Lyra looked at us all. "I have a place for us all to stay, so let's go check out our room and catch up a bit on the way."

"Wa-wa-wait a minute!" I said ecstatically. Everyone looked at me. "You got us all one room together?"

"Yeah, and?" Lyra asked. "Is there something wrong with that?"

I chuckled. "No, no I'm just having a case of deja vu." I looked over and tried to make eye contact with Spitfire or Bon-Bon, both of the, were looking away bashfully. I chuckled again before shaking my head. "Lead the way Lyra."

Lyra took us to a different section of the building, thankfully the halls leading us to the room had no Celestia related decorations. On the walk I told Lyra the short version of what has happened so far, I didn't mention the meet up with Luna, I also didn't tell her about the accident with the bandits, I also left out a few details of the night at the inn.

Lyra opened the doors and lead us into our mew bedrooms, thank the stars that there were absolutely nothing no decorations in the room, it was very similar to the inn. A little to similar. I grabbed a pillow and fluffed it.

"Good, actual feathers." I said out-loud.

"What's that suppose to mean?" Lyra asked.

Bon-Bon burst out into laughter and Spitfire huffed and made a pouty face.

"Just a little thing that happened in the past." Bon-Bon said after she stopped her giggle fit.

"Okay...then." Lyra said.

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The rest of the day Lyra, Spitfire, Bon-Bon and I stayed inside our rooms and talked. Lyra told me how she let me get caught, how she reduced the drug intake I took in, even how she disabled the fire exit's alarm. I never even thought about that part during the time.

Lyra explained how she spread rumors throughout the palace, how she gained allies in the fight against Celestia, over all..everything she said made me feel very proud of her. Lyra would have never of stepped up and defied a god if it wasn't for me. Pride swelled up in me.

That night I fell asleep on the bed Lyra provided for me, I slept soundly, a peaceful dreamless rest.
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It may not be tomorrow, but fuck I should have seen that this wasn't going to end up well, everything lasts only so long.

Author's Note

Sorry about today's poor chapter quality, I was distracted all day so I couldn't focus on typing the story. I think I should start taking a few days to make longer and better quality chapters.

Baths, Training with Gods

I woke up to three women jumping on top of me yelling.

"Wake up!" Spitfire's voice came from my right, the world felt as if it was being thrown around as she spoke.

"Time to rise!" Lyra said from my center, the world didn't feel as shaky but, it did still moved around a bit.

"Get the fuck up!" Bon-Bon said from my left, I felt myself get thrown from my bed, sheets and all coming with me, I landed against the wooden floor.

"What the FUCK!" I shouted as I pulled the bed sheets off of my head. I looked up at the three girls. Lyra looked normal, her mint green coat shimmering slightly, the white stream of color that stood out in her hair caught my eye for a brief moment, next were her golden eyes, how they always were shinning brightly, her full lips moving as she giggled.

I turned to look at Spitfire, she looked different, for the past few days Spitfire was always covered in a bit of dirt and dust, now she looked clean as if she took a shower. Spitfire's yellow coat seemed to flicker slightly. Next her hair seemed as if it were catching fire yet not set ablaze, her amber colored eyes seemed to flicker like a small flame. Everything about her made me think of hot and fiery. Her lips opened to release a small giggle.

My gaze shifted onto Bon-Bon, her teal blue eyes were the first thing that caught my attention,next my eyes shifted over her beige colored coat, it too shimmered slightly not nearly as much as Lyra or Spitfire, but what she didn't have in her coat she had in her developments. Her hips were wide, her breasts large, thighs medium, over all she was well formed. Even her lips were luscious as they moved with her laughter.

The one thing they all had in common was the fact that they were all laughing at me. My cheeks flushed slightly, this resulting only in their laughter becoming louder.

"What are you three laughing at!" I shouted at them.

"You look like a dirty rat!" Blurted out Bon-Bon as she spoke. Rude much?

"Oh don't be like that Bon-Bon, he sort of looks adorable." Spitfire said while she looked at me. "Just look at how he pokes his head out from the sheets."

"Well I think he needs a bath." Lyra said. Her signature goofy grin turned into a creepy rape like stare. Her gaze caused a shover to creep along my spine.

"Wait." I said as Lyra crept closer. Bon-Bon looked towards Spitfire and gestured towards me, they both nodded in unison. "We can talk this out!" I said desperately as Bon-Bon took the left of Lyra and Spitfire took right of Lyra. I tried my best to get away, only to get more entangled into my sheets.

"When was the last time you bathed?" Lyra asked me as she grabbed one edge of the sheets effectively stopping me.

"When was the last time he changed his clothes?" Spitfire said, she then grabbed the other end of the bed sheets.

'I haven't changed since I woke up from that six month nap. Woah, maybe I did need a bath and new clothes.' I thought to myself as Bon-Bon stood beside me.

"I don't care lets drag him into the bathroom and lock him in there until he takes a bath." Bon-Bon said as she shoved her hands under me and lifted me up. Lyra and Spitfire both let go of the bed sheets realizing Bonny didn't need any help.

"Put me down She-Hulk!" I yelled at Bon-Bon from my blanket burrito.

"What the hell is a Hulk?" She asked me.

"Never mimd that Bon-Bon, he will trick you into letting him go! We can't let him escape." Spitfire joked as she trailed behind us.

"If you don't let me go...I shall...erm." I didm't know what to say so I just let my head lay limp.

"Get the door." Bon-Bon said.

I looked over to see the door fling open by a mint green aura. I was going to say. 'Lyra you traitor.' But I quickly realized that road shouldn't be traveled down. So instead I wailed like a mad man.

As the door way passed over my head I could see the pale white tile floor, the blank sheet rock wall, and the bathtub. "Nooo!" I shouted.

I was thrown down onto the hard tile floor, thankfully the impact was reduced to nothing due to the blanket burrito I was heavily wrapped in.

"Now don't you come out till you're squeaky clean!" Said Spitfire as she poked her head in the door way.

"And of you don't come out squeaky, WE shall give you bath." Lyra said with her disturbingly effective rape face. The door slowly shit after Bon-Bon exited the bathroom. The last image I saw was Lyra's rape face. The image burned into my skull.

I wriggled around trying to escape the bed sheet burrito I was wrapped into. About two minutes later I was free. "FREEDOM!" I shouted as I jumped up and licked the bed sheets. "Well sort of." I said as I heard giggling coming from the other side of the door. I reached out for the doorknob to exit but Lyra's rape face flashed in my head and her words rang throughout my mind. 'We shall give you a bath.'

I shivered and tanked my hand away from the door. Looks like I only had one way out. One safe way out. I turned to the bathtub. 'What kind of place doesn't have showers anymore?' I asked myself.

"I don't here water running!" Lyra said from the other side of the door.

The rape face flashed into my mind for a brief second, and like that my hand was already turning the knob that read 'hot.' The water poured out from the faucet, I put my hand under the water and pulled it away after I felt just how hot the water was, too hot, I tweaked the cold water a bit and put my hand back under the faucet. Now it's too cold. I tweaked the cold water a bit and put my hand under the running water once again. Just right. I put the stopper into the plug and let the water fill up the tub.

I stripped off my clothes as I let the water run. After my clothes were laying on the tile floor I turned the knobs to stop the water. I then lowered myself in. I looked around and noticed the water turning a pale brown. Ew. I really was dirty.

"Looks like imma need to baths for this one." I said to myself remembering an old joke from home. I heard more giggles from the other side of the bathroom door. "Wait." I said as I eyes the contents that were set along the tubs sides.

I picked up a bottle and read it out loud. "Rosy Posy scent shampoo and body wash, guaranteed for a shiny coat that leaves behind a rosy scent." As I finished the sentence I heard Bon-Bon's laughter erupt from the other room.

"FUCK DAT, I DON'T WANNA SMELL LIKE A GIRL!" I screamed at the door. "I don't even have a coat!" I added in. Bon-Bon's laughter increased.

"Squeaky clean!" Spitfire said through the door, her tone surprisingly threatening.

I let out a sigh and squeezes the bottle's contents into my hand and lathered my body and hair. After some light scrubbing with my hands I rinsed myself clean. I pulled out the rubber stopper and let the water drain from the tub. I shivered and along with it came another realization.

"I need clothes!" I shouted through the door. Lyra and Spitfire giggles became distant. I heard several drawers opening and closing. "Well?" I said.

"Hide your private parts." Bon-Bon said from the other side of the door. "I'm pretty sire they both are going to try to sneak a peek." She added. I quickly grabbed the blanket I kicked over and wrapped in around my waist.

"Thanks for the heads up." I told Bon-Bon.

"No biggie." She replied. "Here they come."

And like that the door was surrounded in Lyra's mint green aura, the door swung open right as. I backed away from it, expertly avoiding a broken nose.

Lyra stood in front of me, Spitfire peering over her shoulder.

"Is he squeaky clean?" Asked Spitfire from Lyra's shoulder.

"Let's check." Lyra replied. I gulped as Lyra put her furry and against my shoulder.

"Wait, I won't actually squeak!" I said desperately. Lyra proceeded to awkwardly run my shoulder a bit.

"He didn't squeak but he sure smells fruity." Lyra said.

"Oh oh oh, let me smell!" Spitfire exclaimed as she left her hiding soot and dug her nose against my chest, taking a giant whiff. I heard Bon-Bon giggle a bit as she looked into the bathroom. I visibly blushed a bit and Lyra just stared at me. I raised my hands in defense.

"Ooooh he does smell fruity!" Spitfire said. She finally pulled away and threw clothes at me. "Get dressed." She said and bounded out of the bathroom.

I looked over at Lyra, she looked back at me and shrugged. She then turned away and left the bathroom and shut the door. 'Yeah that just happened.' I told myself.

I quickly unfolded the clothes and looked over them. Pale white t-shirt, pale white sweat pants. What the fuck, more sweat pants. I also noticed the lack of boxers, oh well I quickly put on my new clothes and opened the door. I pocked up my dirty clothes and blankets then tossed them into the bedroom me and the girls shared.

Now, I'm not going to lie. Free ballin felt weird, but that's not what I was going to say. It may have been a forced shower, but damn was that refreshing sort of like I washed away all the sore muscles I've accumulated over the past. For the first time, I could simply relax and just wait for nothing. Now usually I would be bored, but with these three girls, I have a feeling I won't be bored for quite some time.

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Lyra took us around the church and showed us the 'praying' room that we were suppose to train in. Oh yeah, were training apparently. The room had a glass ceiling letting the sunlight pour in, directly in the center stood a statue of Celestia, sand completely surrounded it. Stone surroumded the sand. The sunlight that shone down was obviously centered around the statue. This caused the statue to shimmer and shine a bit, as if the primcess herself was grcimg her subjects. I didn't like it.

A man bust through the doors and stumbled head first into the sand, right at Lyra's feet. Me, Bon-Bon, and Spitfire began to laugh at the guy's dispense. Lyra deadpanned a glare at us, effectivly shutting us up.

"What is it?" She asked the green coated male anthro that now stood up, he wiped bits and chunks of sand from his face before he spittered out some more sand. After a cough and blowing his nose a bit he finally spoke.

"One of the guests are here!" He stated boldly. He stood stright and tall as if nothing wrong has happened.

"Thank you, was that all Grass?" Lyra said. I snickered, catching the eyes of everyone.

"No ma'am!" Grass stated.

"Then please tend to the guest while we make our way over." Lyra said. Whatever happened between the six months I was asleep, Lyra sure did grow into a leader.

The green coated mann left without another word. Lyra looked at me. "What was that snicker for?" She asked me.

"Come on, Grass? What kind of name is that?" I asked.

"An anthro name, we don't make fun of your human name, Alex." Lyra retorted.

"Rude much?" I said.

"Just giving back." Lyra said.

"Ooooooo." Spitball said.

"She o'd you!" Said Bonny.

Ok this was getting annoying fast. "Aren't we suppose to be going somewhere?" I asked Lyra.

"Yes, but try to be respectful to the guests, they are after all the co leaders of this organization." Lyra said.

"Oh that's been bothering me, what is the name of this organization?" I asked.

Lyra just shrugged and left for the doors. "Don't have one yet, let's just go and meet out first guest." Lyra said as she opened the doors, me Spitfire and Bon-Bon following her.

"I wonder who it is?" Spitfire said, being her usual self.
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Actually now that I think about it, the first time I met that little Spitball, she was the stern leader of the Wonderbolts, proud and smart, now she seemed like some little schoolgirl. Did I change her like that? Or maybe the hard ass look was just that. A look, a mask. After all she was suppose to be a public figure of Celestia's 'best'.
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I indeed wonder who it was though, maybe it was Luna? If so how did she leave the palace, was she followed? Before I could continue on with my doubts a figure stood in front of Lyra, this stopped the entire group.

The man was coated solid brown, his fave sported an odd little mustache with tiny collective strands of hair on his chin creating some sort of asian stereotype beard. It was odd enough to see a mustache on an anthro but what also gathered my attention was his eyes. An odd sickly yellow iris, with blood red pupils. The next thing that caught my eyes were his appendages, his left arm looked normal except the talons that protruded from its fingers. Disturbing. His right arm was toned yet still relatively the same size as his left, its hand had small claws, they themselves didn't look threatening.

"Why hello there." His voice sounded smooth and a bit too mischievous.

"Oh, we were just on our way to meet you." Lyra said.

"Wait, you know him?" I asked.

"Yes this is our co leader, Discord." Lyra finished with his name. The man took a bow.

"Greetings." He said as he leaned over, he rose his talon claws and pressed the, together. I saw Lyra visibly flinch as he snapped. As soon as his snap was heard, the oddest thing happened. A glove appeared on his hand and he was a foot away from me. Not in the blink of an eye, no it was instant. He didn't move, he just appeared.

"My name is Discord." He said as he extended his glove covered hand towards me.

I extended my hands towards his and met it with a manly grip. Discord returned the grip in full force and have my hand a shake. "I'm Alex." I said.

"Well met." He said.

Lyra and the rest of the group were keeping their eyes on the man that still held my hand. "You can let go of his hand now Discord."

"Oh, I tried, but it is he that still holds my hand." Discord replied to Lyra.

I pulled my hand away, only to find his hand still attached to mine. Just. His. Hand. "GAH!" I yelled out, and tried to shake the gloved covered hand off of me. "Get it off!" I shouted.

"Oh, lefty come back to papa." Discord said. The hand let go in my midswing and was thrown across the hall. Discord looked at me angrily, his sickly yellow irises glowing. "If you hurt lefty, I will make you suffer!" His voice rang in my head, but his lips were not moving.

The hand stood on its talons and began to scamper its way over to Discord. The hand flexed and went soaring into the air, where as Discord held hid arm out, the hand quickly reattached itself to his arm, as if it never left.

"Ah lefty's back!" Discord said as he wiggled his talons.

I stared at him. "Da fuck are you?!" I shouted/asked the being that stood in front of me.

His gaze turned onto me, everything faded to black, everything but him and I. Discord stared at me, his glowing red pupils contrasting with the sickly yellow irises. I quickly found myself not able to move.

"I am Discord, the fallen god of chaos, my being is whatever your little mind can comprehend." His words rang inside my head once again, he never moved his lips. Not until I saw the devilish grin he had spread from cheek to cheek. "I am everywhere, but never am I no where." I saw his body shift, only a faint glowing of red was left. "There is always conflict someplace, and as long as there are fights I am here." The aura lit up with each word until it reformed into the state of Discord. "Does that give you an idea of who I am?" I wanted to nod, but my body still was frozen.

Discord lifted his talon finger and snapped once again. Like that everything was just as it was before it faded to black. The girls stood frozen in place.

"Let them go." I said, my voice barely above a whisper.

"Well of course, why would I ever hurt these sweet and helpful little girls." He snapped his fingers and time resumed.

"Discord! What a mean trick!" Shouted Lyra.

"Oh you know me, always the trickster." Discord said in a playful tone, he turned to me and winked. I shivered a bit.

"How did he do that!" Said Spitfire. The fiery girl was at Discord's side and began to pull on his hand.

"H-hey get off." Discord said, he snapped his fingers and Spitfire was on the other end of the hallway.

"W-what?" She said dumbfound.

"He can change reality." Stated Lyra.

"...." Thoughts rendered in my head. "Why cant he just will us to win? Or maybe where Celestia never came into power?" I asked.

"Because." Discord started. "That wouldn't be fun." He said.

"Fun?!" I shouted, my blood starting to boil, when I met his eyes though I felt my anger fade and quickly become fear.

"It was a joke, I may be able to change somethings, but it is very limited, after all no being can control everything." He stated as if I should have this knowledge.

"Uhuh..so...can you just snap your fingers and a person can die?" I asked. Discord shook his head. "How does it work?"

"I can only create chaos, I can't simply kill someone, I can make others kill others, but that depends on the person's will power or gullibility." Discord stated in a lecture like tone. "So let's say a man was fighting me alone, no one nearby. I would have to either leave and accept my defeat." Discord chuckled for a bit. "Or I could simply lead him into a trap, maybe even drive him insane, or perhaps trick him into falling off a bridge."

Before he could list any more ways to kill a person alone I asked him another question. "How would you kill a person with friends?"

"Oh that's the funnest part!" He said gleefully. Fun, killing another being was fun to him? I felt anger towards how easily he could speak of such a feat. I hated killing, every life I take is another peace of me I lose.

"I can lure one out and tell him lies, in some cases truths." He said, oddly staring at Lyra from the corner of his eye. "I would tell the, how their friends hate or laugh at them, blah blah, and then the person would become what I call 'Discorded' and would act like the opposite of themselves." He laughed. "Next they would turn in their friends and fight with words, just simple arguments. It will stay simple and small as long as I'm not nearby, as soon as I get close to the 'Discorded' person they will snap and try to kill their allies!" He finished with a leap into the air and a smile plastered onto his face.

I leaned over to Lyra. "Are you sure this guy is on our team?" I whispered into her ear. I heard a snap and was now leaning into the ear of Discord.

"Of course I am! I want to take Celestia." He snapped his fingers and a tiny statue of the princess took place in his hand. "Doooown!" He said as threw the statue over his shoulder.

"Why though?" Spitfire asked.

"Well my darling, simply because she trapped me in stone that one time." Discord spat out. "I won't forgive her, one thousand years of fun I missed out, now she has to pay." Discord said, grinning madly.

So basically we have a god that wants revenge? "What's stopping you from turning on us once we win?" I asked.

"Nothing, but I wouldn't want to harm a fellow ally now would I?" Discord said using a tome that completely suggested otherwise.

"Why do you truly want Celestia gone?" Asked Bon-Bon, finally speaking up.

"I already told you." Discord said.

"You told us a lie, I want the truth." Bonny said, her no shit taking attitude kicking in.

"..."

Silence between everyone.

"Fine." Discord said. "The truth is..I'm afraid of dying." Discord stated, his tome sad and hopeless. "Celestia wants Equestria to be peaceful and completely argument free, without conflict...I die."

An awkward moment of silence was shared between me and the girls.

"Well enough of that, shall we continue on with our day?" Discord said as if he was going to be with us all day.

As if.

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Why the fuck did the girls agree to let this crazed madman train with us?

There we all stood, Discord in the dead center, me Spitfire, Bon-Bon and Lyra surrounded him. The goal of this training session was to defeat each other, without major injuries. That was the primary goal shared between the whole group, my personal goal was to kick Discord's ass.

An eerie silence took place. No doubt Discord had the upper hand, considering that everyone here were friends, and it's kinda hard to punch a friend in face for me.

Discord rose his taloned hand and pushed together two talons. Just like that Spitfire was on him already swinging for the fences, I saw each blow land successfully against the god but knowing Spitballs strength it wasn't going to do much damage. Yet it did what it needed to, instead of Discord managing a snap he was now caught up in the blur of Spitfire's fists.

"He-ompf let m-nnnhth!" Discord held his mouth flew off into the air. Of course, he is after all a god. Of fucking course he can fly.

Spitfire leapt into the air and continued her assault. Before I could cheer her on I caught a fist to the gut, knocking all of my air ouy in one go. I wheezed as I looked at the beige fist that was driven into my gut. Bon-Bon.

I pulled away and caught my breath, I faced the beige colored anthro as she grinned at me. "Gotcha!" She said. Bon-Bon charged me, she held a fist down low and brought in up her leg lead her step, making it obvious how she was about to swing up for a blow to my chin.

I stepped back and lowered myself, I then spun on my heel and swung my leg behind Bon-Bon's leg, aiming for the back of the knee. It landed and Bon-Bon wavered for a split second before she regained her balance. She reached down and picked me up. I felt stupid, of course her legs are like stone fucking walls, just look at how they flex, even when she kneed that bandit in the face, I saw her thighs all toned and-

My thoughts were interrupted as I flew towards Celestia's statue. My back landed against the stone and I slid to the bottom. Out if the corner of my eye I saw that Discord was now fighting Lyra and Spitfire. I ignored that situation as Bon-Bon crept towards me. I sat up and felt the sand underneath me move.
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Sand...okay plan has been formed.

As Bon-Bon stepped onto the sand I grinned. I put my hands behind me and grabbed a handfuls worth of sand. I then stood up to meet Bon-Bon charging at me. I panicked and sidestepped her, she then swung her arm out to her side and clotheslined me. I was immediately sent back down into the sand.

"Unngh." I groaned out.

"Shame you went out first, and here I thought it would have been only us two in the end." Bon-Bon said as she lifted her leg up.

"I'm not out yet!" I said as I grabbed another handful of sand and threw it into her face, Bonny reacted quickly and covered her face avoiding the sand getting into her eyes, when she exposed her face again I was already up and swinging. I hit her boobs, I wont lie. It was cheap, fast, and the easiest way of causing her pain. I just really hoped that anthros couldn't get breast cancer. She covered her chest and fell to her knees.

"No more!" She cried out. I felt bad for fighting dirty, but it was a lesson I hoped she learned. When fighting enemies, use their weak spots. I let Bon-Bon leave the fighting area peacefully. One down three to-

"AHHHH-oOMPF!" I heard Spitfire yell as she went plummeting out of the fighting area. She coughed before saying, "Imma just dtay out here."

Okay than...two down two left.

Lyra used her magic to pin Discord down, she swung with her fists, probably doing next to nothing, she held his hands firm with her magic as well. This stopped his powers. "Just. Give. Up!" Lyra managed between punches.

"Never!" Shouted Discord, he clicked his tongue, his body was replaced with a pillow. Discord now hovered around the edge. "Come on Lyra, I don't need my hands to do my thing, It's just for style." Discord grinned and snapped once again. Lyra went flying through the air but landed softly against the wall.

"No fair!" She shouted as she stood up and stamped her foot down in frustration.

"I can't even harm you! That's unfair! If I could physically harm you this battle would be over already!" Discord shouted. He snapped his fingers again, a tree sprouted up from the ground and met Discord, he then laid in it. "Its just not fair!" He wallowed.

I took this chance to take Lyra down, obviously I should team up with her to take down Discord, but for some reason I had a feeling I was better off one on one.

I charged up from behind the mage and wrapped my arms around her neck, getting her into a chokehold. She gripped my arms in a panic and tried her best to wrench my arms away. "Like good old times." I said to her as I slowly squeezed. "Just tell when you had enough." I told her.

Lyra's eyes began to glow, slowly she reached her hands behind her and tried her best to face her palms towards me. What was she-

Lyra's hands glowed gold and a brilliant light shot out into my face, I felt my body tingle all over, my sight went dark and when I reopened my eyes I was on the floor.

"What the fuck was that?!" I shouted/asked Lyra.

"After six months I've grown stronger, you didnt just think I sat down and plotted the entire time did you?" She finished. She crept closer towards me. I looked over at Discord, he was holding a bag if popcorn and was wearing red and blue 3-D glasses. I gave him a quick middle finger, he fainted back onto the tree.

I fucking hate that guy.

Lyra pushed her hand against my skin, her eyes glowed for a brief second then stopped reverting to their natural gold state. "Wh-what?" She said. I looked back at Discord who was giggling madly. I don't know what he did but I know he had something to do with her not being able to use magic.

I grabbed Lyra in a bear hug and squeezed her as hard as I could, she quickly tapped and gave in. I let go of her, she rolled over and laid in the sand. "To..much..hurt." She plopped her head back into the sand.

So, I guess its just one on one. I looked over at Discord. He was purple, blue, and red all over. "Alas, I have been defeated!" He said as he fell to the ground. "Bleh! Slain by the human!" He stopped for a second.

I opened my mouth to speak but was cut off by Discord. "A god slain by a mortal!" He flopped back into the sand.

"Soo I guess I wi-"

"The shame!" Yelled Discord.

"Okay the-"

"Defeated by a hairless ape!"

"Hey!"

"Me the god of chaos! Defeated by this little weak human!" He went silent.

"I wi-"

"Ahhh!" He faked a death scream.

"Oh come o-"

"Erg!"

Shu-"

"Bleh!"

"Bu-"

"Raghfl."

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"..."

"Are you don-"

"Bleh!"

"SHUT UP!" I yelled.

"You don't have to be so rude!" Discord retorted.

I let out a sigh and gave up.

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The rest of the day was filled with nonsense, Discord kept trolling, and we kept getting trolled, the process seemed to repeat itself over and over.

Discord managed to have a civilized conversation with us. We talked about battle strategics. Apparently Lyra is such a good planner that we already have a plan set up.

Now that we have Luna on our side, we would use her to fatigue the guards by giving them nightmares. After about a week of this we will move in, Discord shall be the distraction, hopefully he will work his stuff and cause the guards to argue. Normally they wouldn't be phased by his simple tricks, but due to the fact of fatigue from the nightmares that will haunt them they will be more angsty. When the arguments break out the four of us, Lyra, Bon-Bon, Spitfire and I, will sneak in and try to avoid as much conflict, we then will kick Celestia's ass and the end! Happily ever after!

Nice plan if i can say so myself.

At the end of the day Discord was lead to his room, thankfully he won't share it with ours. I thanked Lyra for that, and finally headwd off to bed. Of course as soon as I closed my eyes the shenanigans begun.

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"Shhh, you're gonna wake him." I heard Lyra whisper.

"Nu uh you will!" Whispered back Spitfire.

"Why cant you both just leave him alone?" Asked Bon-Bon.

I woke up, but kept my eyes shut. I felt myself being carried somewhere, I decided to see how far this was going to play out so I faked my sleeping with light snores.

"Zzz."

"See, he's still out, now lets get him to the tub." Lyra said. Wait what.

"He's gonna be mad." Warned Bon-Bon.

"That's the point!" Retorted Spitfire.

I heard the bathroom door creak open. "Is the ice water still cold?" Lyra asked.

I heard water lightly splash around within the tub. "Yep, still icy."

"Okay on three we throw him in." Lyra said.

"One." Spitfire said.

"I shall have no part of this." Bon-Bon said, footsteps soon faded off into the other room.

"We don't need her, two." Said Lyra.

"Three!" I said this time, earning two screams. I jumped from their arms and landed on the tile floor, next I placed my hands onto the girls backs and shoved them both into the tub.

I quickly left the room, scream water splashes and cries following behind me. I wore a grin on my face before I climbed back into bed.

"I tried to warn them." I heard Bon-Bon said.

"They should have known better." I replied smugly as I pulled the bed sheets over my head and doze back off into sleep.

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The next day was similar to the last. The week was pretty relaxing, other than Discord trying to be funny. Later during the week Lyra told us the last two guests were on there way, so we better be prepared.

Just a few more weeks, until were ready. Celestia, your shiny bright white ass shall be kicked right the fuck out of the thrown.
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In the end a new questions is to be thought about. Will we kill her? Who will take the throne afterwords. How will the people act. Oh well. Cross that road once we reach it.

Bar Scene

"If you don't give me your cash I swear I wil-" I tuned out the man who made empty threats to me, he was just a no one. Just some idiot who thought he could scare me because he looks like some war hardened bastard. I got many threats on a daily basis, after all people usually react to something different with violence.

I looked down at my empty shot glass and sighed, I was never really one for drinking, but ever since I came to this place I couldn't really do anything else. I motioned my hand towards the waiter.

"Are you listening to me?" The man that sat on the opposite side of my table said angrily, probably from being ignored. I would bet he can't take no for an answer.

"No, I'm not." This confused the jerk that sat across from me. He gave me a look, I have seen it too many times.

"Listen here if you don't look up at me-" I interrupted him.

"Stop being so needy." I told him flatly as the waiter made his way towards us. The man at the other side of the table slammed his hands down and stood up leaning over the table, his face close to mine.

"I'm about to kick your-" That's all I let him say.

I grabbed my empty glass and chunked it into his face, the shot glass didn't break but it did send him reeling back enough for me to push down on the table causing it to bolt upright and slam into the guy's chin, he stumbled back but I wasn't going to give him a break. I pulled the table upwards causing the guy to slam his face into the table as it raised, next I kicked the table into the man causing him and the table to go flying back about three feet.

"Sir!" Was all I could hear the frightened waiter say as I jumped up onto the table and started to stomp it down onto the jerk's face. After about ten kicks I thought I proven my point, I jumped off and pulled the table off of the man. His face now sported a bloody and very broken looking nose, one black eye, and a set of splinters in his cheek.

I kneeled beside the man on the ground. "Now you are probably wondering why I kicked your ass." The idiot below me didn't move. "Well there were many reasons, but would you like to know the number one reason?" I got a very gurgled groan in response. "I'll take that as a yes, the number one reason wasn't your idiotic threats, or even your outburst. No that would be too simple. The reasons I kicked your ass was that your breath stunk like crap." It was true, all of his threats meant nothing to me, even when he got in my face I didn't care, but his breath, oh god that stank I just couldn't bare having him pollute the same air I breathed with his breath.

I grabbed the tipped over table and set it upright, I them picked up the shot glass I threw and placed it on top of the table, next I slid my chair underneath the table, restoring it to it's natural state once again, I then took my seat.

I looked over to the waiter who had witnessed all of what had just happened. We shared a few seconds of awkward eye contact before I broke it. "Well, are you going to ask me if I would like another drink?" I said as I gestured to my empty shot glass.

The waiter nodded quickly and opened his mouth to speak but heard a groan from the man who was laying on the floor. The waiter quickly breathed into his hand and gave it a sniff. His eyes flew open wide and he had a look of pure terror upon his facial features.

"I see." I said as I sat at the table. "In that case.." I dragged on to my final word, the waiter quickly left the area. I chuckled to myself.

And so was life for me, My days were either filled with constant fighting from strangers or random people commenting on my features. Thankfully at the bar, no one really cared what anyone looked like. Probably from all of the booze though, if they drunk enough I would probably look like a sex god to them. I laughed at my own thoughts. 'Beer Goggles.' Was in my thoughts for a while. That was until a very suspicious man in an trench coat took a seat two tables away from me.

Call me paranoid, but I could swear that five people in the bar now were wearing the same trench coat. Something was up. I stood up only to be stopped by a firm pair of hands on my shoulders. I didn't look back at who held me down, only because of the person that now sat across from me at the table.

"So I guess I cant skip the tab this time?" I joked sarcastically, hoping to lighten the mood. Silence. "Well, you guys are bumming me out so if you dont mind-" An intense amount of pressure was now closing in on my shoulder. "Now that you put it like that, I guess I could spare a few minutes."

The man that sat in front of me slid a note across the table, I reached out and grabbed it. In the name of Celestia you are ordered to come with us peacefully.

I sighed. "Figured it was you bunch." Just about every week sometimes every day, a group of random people find me and attack, they always try to take me into custody, their mistake. I took in my surroundings, already plotting my escape.

Apparently one of the trench coated people noticed me because a voice spoke to me. "I wouldn't run." A feminine voice. Rather high pitched, a flyer? Perhaps a mage?

"Good thing I'm not you." I grabbed the hand that was gripping my shoulder and shoved my thumb into the top, I felt bones shift around then snap. Instantly the pressure in my shoulders were relived, but also met with a loud yell.

"Don't let him escape!" I heard the voice from across the room.

I leapt into action, first the man in front of me. I grabbed my glass and slammed it into his face, the glass broke this time and left shards in his face. A loud bellow escaped his lips as I moved around him. I was met with a fist to the gut. I had no clue as in where the person was. I looked around the room to see a pair of gold glowing eyes, the rest of the figure was concealed underneath a hood, another punch but this time to the side of my head.

Mage, oh how I hate mages...or is it magi? I was about to question which was the plural for mage, but before I went to deep into thought a slap pulled me out of my thoughts.

"Stop doing that!" I shouted at the mage. A person flew at me, I simply ducked and felt the air breeze past me followed by a loud crash. "Pfft- bahaha-" My laughter was cut off by another slap across the face. I glared towards the mage that hide under the hood. I lifted my finger and pointed towards the figure. "Imma get you bitch!" The pair of glowing eyes wavered for a split second.

"P-please, I just want to help." It was that feminine voice from earlier.

"Now my mommy told me never to hit a girl, so I'll give you this one chance to turn around and leave." Her eyes lit up again. "I tried to warn you." I grabbed the chair from behind me and threw it towards her. It froze in the air, itself enveloped in a mint green aura. I grabbed the table and lifted it up, I pulled it close and wielded it as a shield. I ran towards the mage.

"Help!" I heard her scream as she dropped the chair she held in the air, she wasn't fast enough.

I felt the table rip away from me, but it was to late, I was a foot away from her. Now, like I said my mom tought me not to hit a girl, so I didn't hit her. I grabbed her hood and yanked down on it hard, causing it to go over her face. With her magic stopped for now I wrapped my arm around her neck, enveloping her in a chokehold. I turned towards the three waiting trenched coat guards.

"If you step any closer, I swear I will snap her neck like a twig!" I lied. I might be a fighter, but I really did hate killing people. "Just let me leave peacefully and no one else shall be hurt." The three guards looked around and muttered to each other. A minute passed before one spoke up.

"We will leave, but that inexperienced mage is not welcomed back." A soft whimper came from the girl I held. "We only leave because we cant win, by Celestia we will have you, human." The group turned and left. Simple, now all I have to do is just let go of the girl and leave. Wait. Why is my arm all wet?

I looked down at the girl who had her face buried in my arm, soft audible sobs were emanating from her. I let her go and she slumped to the floor. "Umm...sorry?" I didn't know what else to say really, I mean she did just try to kick my ass.

I got a sniffle in return, I shrugged and made my way for the door. I turned and looked at the mess I caused. Chairs were thrown everywhere, two men laid on the floor bloodied and weeping, another man held his hand while he sat at a table, and a girl sobbed alone in a corner. "Sorry for the mess...uhhh...just charge my tab?" I turned and left the bar. Pfft, like I would be back to pick up that tab.

And so continued my normal everyday life, either running and hiding, or fighting and living.