Chapters Authors notes: Out of the six stories I am working on, this is the one with the biggest goal, making a cliche seem good, the character will be what I think of when I think of the word “Bad ass”, of course he will have his weaknesses to seperate him from a Gary Stu, but expect a rather violent character, Also this story will be told in the 1st person.
Isn’t life a funny thing? Every mafia, every criminal, every rogue cop will threaten me, but then when I come crashing into the dead zone. They beg me for forgiveness like a puppy. It’s like I’m some kind of celebrity, a kind of celebrity known as a “scum ass vigilante”.
I had absolutely no training, no special firearms. Just a Remmington 870, 2 glock 17s, a shortsword, and of course, my personal favorite weapon, lethal injections. That’s why I got my name, a name that really fits me, a name that says “Hey asshole, your next.”.
“Injection!”, they yell before I stick one in them, and that is my name, Injection.
And your probably calling me “Ruthless Bastard.”, but I have an objection to that. I’m a vigilante, I clean up the crap that the cops are too lazy too. I aim to kill, not to torture, and that is just my goal.
This story happened only a week ago, at base camp 3. Allow me to explain, my city, Greenville, South Carolina, is completely ran by a company, it had a secret laboratory revealed to the public back in 2005 and now the city is under complete control by a company called The Federation Of Scientific Revolution. The US government gave it up to them, what they would want with a small city like mine I had no idea back then, but the mission changed everything.
Anyway this story is about my biggest mission, and how it went horribly wrong.
It was March 21st, 2012. The rebel base (an old abandoned warehouse and an old abandoned trailer park that we improvised and rigged with a security system) was on full blown lock down.
Here is where the story begins.
“Injection, Warhammer, Reaper, Jaguar, Corpse.” General Sanchez said, as he pointed to my group.
Warhammer was our heavy weapons guy, carried a freaking semiautomatic turret, it cost the rebels a fortune, considering how poor we were, but it was worth it , he’s called Warhammer because he has actually punched a guys skull in, everyone has their own theory to how they did this, surprisingly no one just guessed he uses steroids like I guessed.
Corpse was our medic. He was called that because there were rumors about him actually healing a god damn corpse. Of course I saw the event, it wasn’t a corpse, yet. It would’ve been though if it weren’t for Corpse being there.
Jaguar was our group assault, she has saved my ass more times than I could ever count, not to mention her ass wasn’t that bad itself. She has multiple rumors as to why she is called Jaguar, some say its her stealth, others say its her flexibility and ability to get through tight spots, me? I say it has something to do with her hunting and pouncing male prostitutes, but that’s just an educated guess.
Reaper was our leader, he fought hard and wouldn’t go down unless he took a million bastards with him and saved 2 million innocents. Reaper was a dedicated man, one who would try his best to make sure he died keeping someone safe
I was the scout/recon. My job was go in first, kill what I came across, get intel, and regroup with the team and join the fight.
Of course this time that wasn’t the case.
We got in the office room, which was now the Sanchez’s office, of course the goddamn question was on all of our minds.
What in hell could be so important as to bring a complete lock down.
“I’m sure you’re aware of the laboratory 3 miles east of here.” Sanchez said, passing out mission files to each of us. “They’ve achieved their goal. They appear to have found another dimension, now here is the thing. To test the portal they are using to get to said dimension. They are using”
He took a brief pause and sighed.
“Civilians, no exceptions, ill, pregnant, young,injured, elderly, they’ll take em all.”
We stood there in shock. We couldn’t believe our ears. I nearly dropped the file. Blasphemy, we thought, not even they could stoop that low, these were the same people who tried to disect living people while they were awake.
“Your job is pretty self explanatory, get in there, get the civilians out of the dimension, and destroy the portal.” he continued.
“Wait, shouldn’t we take back up.” Reaper interrupted. Sanchez merely shook his head.
“The more you take the more soldiers we risk, and the higher we risk at losing soldiers. You guys are the best team available currently, but to be honest, that is barely saying enough.”
“I’m in.” I spoke up, before looking out the window to see the building in question. The laboratory was huge.
I just had to free any and all test subjects. Wasn’t gonna be too hard, was it?
Long story short, it was.
“You sure you’re up to this, Inject?” Reaper asked me, the look in his eyes not so determined, me and him were like brothers, so it came to me as a huge surprise. “Remember we will be covering you.”
I nodded and climbed the laboratory walls and snuck in through a window.
That was where they were waiting for me, I was in the room with the portal, a whole crap load of guards surrounding me, naturally being the overconfident asshole I am, I pulled out my sword and readied for battle, most of them were armed with batons and the rest were armed with tasers.
Now let’s just do the math here, 1 self trained vigilante vs at least 10 trained guards.
The only advantage I had was my weapon was lethal.
The first one ran up, almost as a reflex I parried his attack and countered with a slash to the neck. Then one came up from behind me I stabbed him straight in the gut as I heard fire opening. I saw my teammates outside the window, fighting for their lives before an explosive barrel was shot their way.
Now I was fueled by complete rage, I kept fighting with the guards, slashing and stabbing them one by one, before it happened, I was hit in the back of my leg with a baton, I fell to the ground, writhing in pain as I heard my ankle crack. Then before I blacked out, I saw him, General Sanchez, the bastard had planned our demise, the portal opened, and I realized what was going on, there were no civilian test subjects, there never was. The only test subject.... was me.
It was clear what they were doing, send me in, if I make it back, look at my condition and see how many soldiers would be needed to send in. Clever bastards.
I woke up in a cottage, my ankle bandaged, my weapons on a nearby table, and me on a couch, I wondered what the hell what going on. Why the hell did I not just run when I had the chance, or maybe take out my guns and open fire? But no I used the damn sword. I blew it, the whole mission gone because of my dumb honor code.
I could feel my muscles strain, I also saw a hoof on the couch. Wait a hoof? As in a horses body part!? I woke up next to a horse’s body part !? What the hell was this, the GodFather!? Then I saw the hoof was attached to a horse and the horse was in fact, looking at me, except it wasn’t a horse, it was a pegasus. What the hell was going on was the only question running through my mind. I knew I was in no condition to speak, I got pretty beat up back there.
“Um, sir, I’ve never seen your kind around before. What are you?” the pegasus said, the fear in her voice as clear as day, I was too confused to really be confused as to why the f*ck she spoke English, but it appeared she did.
“I should be asking you the same question.” I said before I ended up coughing blood which came right back down and splattered in my face. “I bet you think that was funny as hell.” I said.
“No sir, I find it terrible someone would be coughing up blood, and please refrain from using language so.... vulgar.” she said, the fear now turning to shyness after seeing how weak I was in my current state.
My vision started to clear up as I barely managed to lift an arm to wipe the blood out of my eyes. She had blue eyes and a pink mane, yellow fur and wings, she looked nothing like an Earth horse, she looked like one of those My Little Pony toys that my sister used to play with back when I was a kid. I tried to get up and immediately felt an aching pain in my ankle, I screamed in agony and fell right back onto the couch.
“May I ask your name? If that’s okay with you.” She said.
I thought to myself for a second about this, “If I can confuse her, I could make a run for it and get the hell out of here.””
“Murphy, it’s you.” I quoted the movie Robocop.
“Huh?” She said.
“They drew first blood, not me.” I quoted the movie First Blood
“What?”, She asked.
“You seem like a good person too, I hate to die.” I quoted Princess Bride.
“Okay.” She backed off before running away, clearly thinking I was insane. I got up, ignoring the fact that the pain in my ankle got more intense. I grabbed my sword and shotgun and walked out the door and into town.
“Wonder how I got into that cottage anyway?” I thought aloud, unaware the pegasus was following me .
Authors notes: So what do you think so far, is he too much of a gary stu. Because I tried to keep him from becoming one, (E.g. I made him defeatable, as clearly shown in this chapter.) another thing that I am doing to keep him from becoming a gary stu is I am making sure that while there might be romance in this story, he will have absolutely nothing to do with it.
Authors notes: The first comment was a question asking me what kind of romance might be implemented, and to tell the truth I have no idea, I was thinking of just trying it. As I’ve stated the main character will have absolutely nothing to do with it.
I limped along the path, forcing my to move into what looked like a city. Wait, were those more horses in the city? The fucked up meter of this world just went up to right below Super Mario.
I was seeing light, definitely not a good sign.
“Devils Never Cry. ” I thought to myself, it was a quote from my favorite video game, Devil May cry, and it explained me perfectly, ruthless, merciless, would not cry at the death of anyone.
It took me a bit of time to gain back my memory, but in the end I regained it. I remembered the death of my 4 best friends. Corpse,Reaper,Jaguar, and Warhammer, why did it have to be them? Growing up my whole life I was … socially awkward. I remember being ruthless to the other children on the block, and I remember that it was me who got in trouble despite the ruthlessness being self defense.
It was September 3rd, 1998, I was exactly 6 years old. Anyway some bullies (Well that’s what I called them back then, nowadays I call them assholes) came along, tried to beat me to the ground, I countered and beat their leader down in pure rage, you’re probably wondering how a six year old managed to do that, well he was only 2 years older than me so it wasn’t really much of a difference.
Anyway, what were mere acquaintances back then, came to me. They accepted me like family. They were family for all I cared, they treated me better then my own family. They were the only kids on school grounds who didn’t view me as “violent freakazoid” and I was the same to them. Pretty soon, we were the bottom of the social meter, and that was how we liked it. Having 4 friends you could trust, rather than 40 you couldn’t.
Luckily I made it through the village unnoticed. I stopped at a lake, looking at the trees around me, most of them were birch trees and the occasional apple tree. I felt dead inside, my ankle was still aching. I climbed up a hill and got to the top, enjoying the view of the trees and reflection of the breathtaking sunset over the lake, I’ve seen setting like that before in movies with ex girlfriends and always though “Cheesy dramatic effect” when I saw that scenery, but out here, up close and live, it wasn’t half bad. Outside, all alone, feels like you’ve got the perfect peace and quiet and nothing to stop you.
I looked over at my ankle to see it was still bandaged, I started wondering who the hell bandaged it, was it the soldiers, was it that pegasus, or did it just magically appear there?
I shrugged and went looking back at the sunset. I then heard my own stomach growl. Oh god damn it, I forgot about food and water, how the hell am I going to get the resources? Could I just hunt for horse meat? No these creatures appeared to have a perfect understanding of civilization and would probably know if there was a threat to their race.
“HELLO!” I heard a way too friendly sounding voice scream right into my ear. I recoiled and ended up rolling down the hill. When I got up all of my weapons were holstered, none of them had discharged, and I had apparently seen a pink horse rolling down the hill after me.
“Hey! That was fun! I see why you did it. (Gasp) Maybe I should throw a party with a ‘rolling down a hill’ party, and ponies could bring tires to roll down in, and maybe a monkey could get involved. Do you like monkeys? I like monkeys. My friend Twilight doesn’t like monkeys. Speaking of Twilight, have you seen her anywhere ,purple unicorn, purple and magenta mane, ring a bell?” The pony started to blabber to me. I could barely understand what she was saying, much less did I really think I would care. I grabbed the pony by what I remember counted as a horses shoulders.
“Hey, that tickles!” The horse held in a giggle, apparently thinking I was playing with her or something along the lines of that. I cupped her chin and spoke in a stern voice.
“Listen! I don’t have time for this, do you know where I can get a bite to eat!”, I said as forceful as I could knowing that was probably the only way to get my point across, of course I saw a tear in the ponies eye, “She isn’t going to make sense, so no sense in forcing her” I thought aloud before letting her go.
Big mistake.
She started crying so god damn loud, it drove me nuts. I then saw what looked like a red neck version of a horse walk in on our “discussion” (If there was actually a topic we were talking about)
Authors notes: The last chapter was rushed, for this I apologize. I have also realized a lack of comments however, constructive criticism is the key factor for my stories, if I plan to maintain quality, I want to keep chapters in check and story in line.
As I saw the redneck pony (whom I assumed was redneck because of her hat), my initial reaction was run. Ironic when you think about it, the asshole who bit off more than he could chew with 20 fully trained guards, running away from a horse.
I took into account that these horses probably wanted nothing more than my death. They saw me as a threat probably and I couldn’t blame them, I’m guessing they didn’t know what syringes or guns were, so they just assumed from my sword and bowie knife.
I limped as fast as I could running away from the mare (I took a class on horses as a child, that was the only reason I knew gender names), as she trotted up to her crying friend, shooting me a glare that I will not forget, a glare that sucked the soul out of me, a glare that said “you’re going down if you even touched her.”.
I pulled out my Bowie knife, pointed it at her and gripped it firmly at my hand, despite being far away from her, I felt ready to stab her from the instant she ran up to me. Bad move on my part.
She ran like lightning, her hat not even coming off. I yelled and limped forward with my all my speed, she kicked me right where she obviously knew it would hurt, my bandaged ankle. I fell to the ground, aching and screaming with pain, it felt worse than it did when I first was hit by the baton, a burning fire on an already scorched tree. I felt a tear trickle down my cheek.
Despite this I got back up and the next time she tried to kick me, I stepped to the side and grabbed her by the ankle.
After flipping her over I started limping away, that was when the mare yelled out words that made me feel the need take out my Remmington off of my back, load it, and blow her brains out.
“And don’t you let me find you on Sweet Apple Acres, none either.”, I was just threatened, by a goddamn horse. She looked over to her friend.
“Pinkie Pie, what did that there psycho do to you anyway?” the mare asked.
Pinkie, I guessed her name was, just sat there and sobbed before yelling, “He said he didn’t want a party thrown for him!”
I raised an eyebrow and shouted, “What is that? Some kind of goddamn crime here!”
“IT IS WHEN IT’S ONE OF PINKIE’S!” I heard a voice yell before I looked up to see a blue pegasus, with a rainbow mane (wow this world just kept getting more and more ridiculous).
I stood in awe at the site of it. Majestically flying through the air, and gracefully landing on three hooves, holding one out to, shake my hand?
“Well put er’ there.” She said, I reached out and grabbed the hoof before gently shaking it. “Name’s Rainbow Dash, I saw you back there totally owning Applejack and I couldn’t help but like your style.”
The orange mare with the hat spoke up and interrupted.
“Well I got a good hit on him.” She grumbled.
A purple unicorn walked in before I started slowly limping away.
“Hold it y’all, now where do you think you’re going.” Applejack spoke up. I turned and merely sighed, before turning back and starting onward again.
I went through a lot of crap today, and I couldn’t really believe they didn’t notice that from the bandage, I pulled out my shotgun and guessed I would explain.
“See this, I’m gonna use this to get me some meat, I need food.” I said aloud, my normal cocky tone of voice now gone, I now realized this was a matter of survival.
“Hold on, you’re just gonna go out there, kill an animal, skin it, and then eat it raw?” The purple unicorn asked.
“That’s the plan, besides I thought horses were vegetarians, what would you know about eating meat.” I said.
Twilight spoke up, “My friend Spike is a dragon, he has had meat before, and usually he cooks it.”
“Well there most likely isn’t an oven for miles. Raw meat is probably the best food I could get.” I spoke up, bad move on my part again, long story short, Applejack offered me apples, Pinkie Pie offered me Cupcakes, Twilight offered me a book on what plants were poisonous and what weren’t, and Rainbow Dash offered me a lift towards the Everfree forest, saying it was good hunting ground, on the condition that I took down an “Ursa Major”.
I took Rainbow Dash’s offe
r, which the others apparently started calling me crazy for taking.
When we got to the Ursa Major’s cave, I took out my shotgun and got ready for battle, ready to blow whatever little piece of crap was in there to bits, the situation I had gotten into was literally much bigger than I had expected. To wake it up I shot one round into the air, The beast awoke, that was when I saw it, it stood 50 ft tall, smaller than Godzilla, but bigger than a building, I wasn’t going to back down, for two reasons, I’m a man of my word, and I like biting off more than I can chew.
I limped as fast as I could around the cave, letting the bastard chase me, eventually I knew its weak point, I shot it in the eye and it recoiled back, it didn’t do much but it was enough to piss it off apparently, it picked me up and literally swallowed me whole.
As I fell into its throat, I did the one thing I could do, I used my knife to slow down my fall, of course it wasn’t a deep enough cut to kill the beast, but I knew what I was doing.
When I reached the collar bone, I pulled the knife out of the beast and was much more in control of my fall.
Now let me tell you they don’t call me Injection for nothing, as I fell I reached on to one of its blood vessels and climbed my way to the heart, where I then pulled out a syringe and stuck it in the beast heart, injecting a mixture of liquified lead and mango into the beast’s blood cells as the beating of the heart tried to push me off, I had done it, I heard the creature start coughing, before the beating heart that was trying to push me then stopped, I then heard the beast fall to the ground, it was over, I had won.
Authors notes: In the next chapter, we see the real adventure unfold, and you will see where Fluttershy was during all of this.
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The talk with the mysterious Princess Celestia
Authors notes: As promised, here is the Fluttershy chapter.
I trudged my way up the Ursa Majors throat, with its lifeless body now on the ground, I could have sworn I heard crying on the outside of the neck, as though someone were outside, it sounded like that yellow Pegasus I had seen earlier, I assumed it was a coincidence and kept on trudging.
As I reached the mouth area, I trudged up the slimy tongue, a very hard feat considering my ankles condition. Surprisingly enough when I got out, my shotgun was gone. I looked behind me to see the same yellow Pegasus from earlier, she looked like she had been sobbing, and she was pointing my own shotgun at me.
I held my hands up in the air, deciding to humor her for a second. She held it up in her mouth, the butt of the gun resting on the ground, and pointed it at my face, how she did this puzzled me like all hell, but I walked towards her and decided to ask her a question.
“Do you even know how to work that thing?” I asked, trying my best not to laugh at her, I pulled a cigarette box/lighter out of my pocket, I whistled the Winston jingle and then lit the cigarette.
“Well you point it at something, and it kills it for you, right?” she asked.
This time I couldn’t help it, I started laughing my ass off. Tears dropped from both of our eyes, hers from sadness, mine from laughter. I grabbed the shotgun as she fell to her knees and sobbed.
I started limping away when suddenly a huge impact hit me on the back. She had tackled me. The shotgun flew out of my hands. I got back up, anticipating her next attack. As she flew in for a second slam I punched her straight across the jawline, coulda sworn I saw her spit out some blood.
“So kid, what’s your name, and why have you been spying on me!?” I picked her up from the ground, holding her by the neck.
“Fluttershy, and the innocent creature you just killed, was my friend!!!”, She yelled making me laugh again.
“You can call that beast a lot of things, stupid, smelly, fucking ugly, but innocent ain’t one of them.” I said, making her regret her words, I took the cigarette from my mouth and gave her a nice burn on the cheek.
“Bet you like that, huh? Tough girl here is a FREAKING MASOCHIST! Isn’t that right!?” I taunted her, then I threw her to the ground at full throttle.
I grabbed my shotgun and yet again started limping away, before the Rainbow and blue Pegasus I met earlier flew right by me.
“Is she okay!?” I heard 5 voices say in unison.
The rest of the horses I met earlier ran in, along with a purple maned white unicorn, and a winged white unicorn with a rainbow mane walked in.
“Luna told us she saw Fluttershy following you, I am sure you did all you could to protect her.” The alicorn said to me(I think that’s what it’s called, been a while since I took mythology class). They saw my wounded state compared to her wounded one and automatically realized what happened, they automatically realized that the Ursa Major had nothing to do with her beat down.
Something told me I was going to need to do a lot of explaining.
When we got back to Fluttershy’s cottage back where my journey began, I decided to talk.
“So, in my defense, she attacked first, a revenge scheme of sorts for killing the Ursa Major thingy.” I stated, thinking this was some kind of courtroom or something.
“Monster, hurting my friends.” I heard Twilight scoff. I let loose a chuckle.“
“What are friends but something that ends up in a memory haunting you, telling you ‘You could’ve saved them’.”
Man I was on a bad streak or something today, they all just started to stare at me, like a “What is wrong with you?” look?
The white alicorn (You know that actually has a nice ring to it) spoke up.
“I realize you must have a troubled past, girls, I would like to talk to this man alone.”
Of course I missed out on the perfectly time to joke ‘Are you hitting on me?’ because I was too busy with that god damn flashback of their deaths, they were the closest thing I had to friends, and we fell right into a trap.
“Listen young human, you are troubled, that last line of yours clearly told me, I would like to know more about your past rather than you stalling. I want every last detail.” The alicorn spoke up. I raised an eyebrow.
“Hold on a minute, I just met you, I don’t even know your name, and you want me to tell you something that tortures me as though this were a therapy session, and don’t call me young I am 21 damn years old.”
“Oh, yes, of course, I am Celestia, ruler of this land, and you are?” She smiled warmly, which I saw as a rather obvious attempt to comfort me.
I let out a sigh before stating the name the Vigilante’s gave me.
“Injection, It’s not my name, but it is what I go by, my real name holds too much of a sh*tstorm of a past.”
Then it happened, Celestia stood up and touched her horn to my forehead.
I my eyesight started blurring, my mind wandered back through memories I’d rather not see.
Their deaths, my childhood, and crapload more.
“So young one, if you wish to be called Injection, I shall pass this, I see why they gave you the name, but you should not mourn over the death of them, they cared for you, as you did for them, and I see you can not clearly see them, but their spirits are with us in this very room. The girls have the Elements of Harmony. I am not even sure they CAN die, so they would not understand your situation, but I will explain it to them as best as I can.” Celestia gave that warm smile again and left the room, leaving me with the question of why she would make me relive such horrid moments.
Revelations, Entering Everfree
Authors note: This chapter is more or less a chapter of revelations, and apologies. Also that romance that I mentioned in the first chapter will be added to the story, but it will be added as a side joke to be used throughout the story
I sat there, still pondering what the hell was going on. I had just seen every last bad memory (and trust me that is a lot of memories) flash through my mind, it was a mixture of anger and regret going through my mind currently.
The pain of the 21 years I’ve lived, was the one thing keeping me sane, the regret was balancing my sanity with my anger. Stopping me from going on a complete rampage. It was pure torture, I wanted to pull out one of my 2 pistols and end it all, but something wouldn’t let me, some thing in my head said “Chaos and suicide aren’t the answer.”. All it did was tempt me to kill myself more.
I pulled my gun out and aimed it at my temple, trying to gain control and squeeze the trigger. I wanted to end it all.
“Um sir, what are you doing?”, I heard, I holstered the gun to see the pink pony. Before letting out a sigh, a mixture of relief that she interrupted my suicide, and despair that it just had to be the annoying one.
“Okie Dokie then, Flutters here wants to say something to you.” Pinkie Pie said after shrugging. I facepalmed and covered my ears at the inevitable scolding I was about to get.
I was ready to face facts, these ponies were going to f*ck my sh*t up by the end of the day, if I couldn’t find a peaceful spot to kill myself, I was probably going to blow my brains out in public.
“Sorry.” I heard Fluttershy shyly say, I had a more surprised look than when Sanchez betrayed me, and just stared at her.
“Wait, you’re apologizing, after all I did to you YOU’RE APOLOGIZING!” I yelled, turns out I was the one doing the scolding, I could’ve sworn I was twitching.
Fluttershy recoiled in fright and then started to slowly back up before stopping and standing her ground.
“Yes, I’m apologizing, you’re ruthless and a big fat meanie, but nopony deserves what I did.” Fluttershy said before walking up to me. I rolled my eyes at the pathetic “meanie” insult, before speaking up.
“Fine, you don’t seem too bad yourself.” I said, reaching out my hand to shake, I felt like a moron, but she reached out her hoof and shook it.
“Now one question, why were you fighting that Ursa Major anyway, usually if you just leave them alone or just run away, they won’t attack.” Fluttershy informed me, so I informed her of Rainbow Dash’s deal with me. She just giggled at hearing about this.
“She probably didn’t think you would kill it, she was probably going to wait for you to be at its mercy to swoop in and save you, to impress Applejack, between you,me,Twilight,Pinkie,and Rarity, we think she has a crush on Applejack.”
I had to admit, that was a knee slapper. The idea of an Evil Knieval Pegasus, being a lesbian with a Redneck horse, priceless.
“Also I have another question.”, Twilight walked in, apparently having listened in on the conversation. “Since Fluttershy told you what we believe is Rainbow Dash’s secret, you have to tell us one of yours.”
I nodded, I saw it as completely fair, I asked what they wanted to know, as if I didn’t already know.
“What did you mean when you said that about friendship!?”, Twilight looked at me. Pinkie and Fluttershy also stared at me.
I told them the whole story, from the beginning of the mission to the end. I then told them about how close I was with my team. I told them about the lack of friendships I had as a child. Twilight seemed to take notes, Fluttershy was almost in tears over a sad story like that, and Pinkie Pie was bored to sleep.
I pointed over to Pinkie before pointing to the clock. 10:30 PM, if I planned to live in the EverFree forest, I was going to need all the energy I could get. I crashed on the couch as Pinkie and Twilight went to their respective homes
I opened my mouth before a huge yawn escaped it. I had a quick look at the clock, 6:00am,
I wrote a goodbye and thank you note for the ponies and laid it on the couch, then I headed to the Everfree forest.
As I got to the Everfree forest I was about to cross the line, about to begin the real journey, when I heard my name (well nickname) being called out
It was the ponies, of course, they wanted to know more, I ran into the forest, looks like tonight was going to be a game of Hide and Seek
Authors notes: I decided to get back to work on Injection. I am hoping for multiple comments from multiple people for a better story to develop.
I climbed on top of a tree’s branch, and started jumping from tree to tree. As I saw the ponies walk into the forest, I knew that this was gonna be a manhunt.
I heard the leader, Twilight, say something.
“Ok, girls, we will split up into teams of 2. Rarity and Fluttershy will go east, me and Pinkie Pie will go west. Applejack and Rainbow Dash will go north.”
I ran as fast as I could towards North west, no pathway in that direction, just trees. Jumping from branch to branch, I used my wits to guide me forward.
“Here, Injy,Injy,Injy”, I heard Pinkie Pie call out my name(?). Wait, Injy, is that short for Injection? Wow, she’s even more messed up than I thought, or she wasn’t listening when I told her why they call me Injection.
Needless to say, I picked up the pace, heading more and more North West. Hoping that the Northern side would throw them off, of course it didn’t , instead I was stuck between a rock and a hard place, so to speak.
“Rainbow Dash, why are y’all looking at me like that? Ain’t we supposed to be looking for the Injection guy.”
I held back a chuckle at the hilarity, really, a daredevil and redneck being lesbians was just mind-blowingly hilarious, once you thought about it.
“Priceless.”, I whispered to myself, before continuing along the path.
I continued further North West, hoping to get away from both teams. As I jumped from branch to branch, I knew I had to be hasty, considering my weight, my ankle, and I felt them breaking under me.
I felt rather regretful, they took care of me, nurtured me, and then I left them in the dust.
I heard a blood curdling scream from Rarity coming from the East and immediately turned around. Time to return the favor they did me.
As I ran East, I saw both teams of two I had encountered earlier running the same way.
I took out my shotgun and climbed down the tree.
Before limping along with them.
When we got there, was when I realized I blew my cover for nothing.
“Awww isn’t it the cutest thing you’ve ever seen.”, Fluttershy said, rubbing the belly of what appeared to be a god damn baby minotaur.
“It’s Iron Will’s son.” said the proud father.
“Get away from him, Fluttershy, remember what he turned you into.” said Rarity.
“Hey! Iron Will has changed thanks to young Fluttershy, he has a family and cares about more than just money.”
I facepalmed, this was the cause of the blood curdling, ear ringing, horrified scream!?
I thought I was unnoticed so I silently slipped away from the scene. Big mistake.
As I walked down the path, the ponies now “preoccupied”, I knew I could buy myself some time.
I walked along, the feeling that something was stalking me would not go away. I decided to hide in the bushes at certain times. Wondering what the hell could be following me, eventually it came to me.
“WHO DARES DISTURB ME!?” It yelled. It was like a black Celestia with fangs and holes in its legs. The creature itself was accompanied by smaller, hornless versions.
At first I was terrified until I remembered the Ursa Major I had encountered earlier. I chuckled and then spoke up.
“Oh look, it’s Ridley Scott’s rejected daughter.”, I mocked her, getting her riled up for the fight, I then calmly stroked sweat out of my hair.
“HOW DARE YOU! I am Chrysallis, queen of the changeling parasite.”, She yelled.
“Oh so you’re queen of a bunch of parasites. Someone, call Ripley!”, even though she didn’t understand the references I was making, they seemed to work.
“ I almost took over Equestria!” She yelled at me.
“Don’t forget LV-426.” I added, another Alien reference. I pulled out a cigarette and lit it before putting it in my mouth.
“What?”, I had her confused, she shook her head. “Your arrogance will be your downfall!”
“Blah blah blah, where is the Predator when you need him?” I chuckled, and that hit the nail on the head.
It was show time, I pulled out my shotgun and watched as the parasites came running at me
Authors notes: And please note how the “Teams of two” were all based on popular shippings. Laziness at its best folks