Terrarian

The CMC, still unsure of what had happened, quickly looked around but failed to notice Cortez as his armour had caused him to vanish.

"W-what was that?" Sweetie belle asked with uncertainty.

"I dunno, but whatever it was, it's green and Awesome" Scootloo said in awe, still looking around.

As the three of them exchanged ideas Cortez watched feeling satisfied, but decided to figure out where he was, and why a unicorn was not trying to impale him. Using the power of lightning, he arrived back at his house within seconds, and had some questions for the Levi.

"Levi, you have maps, where are we, and have you ever seen a unicorn without a horn?" Cortez asked inpaitanly.

"I have maps and have been trying to figure out the same question, and I have not." The guide responded while still looking at a map that was on the table.

"I saw a Unicorn, one without a horn and one with wings! Ever heard of such things?"

"I have not seen the last two you mentioned, or heard of them. I recommend you fly around and check out what else there is here besides a Forrest."

"Thanks Levi, I'll do that" Cortez walked out of the room, thinking about how unhelpful he had been.

With speeds only achievable with the power of lighting, Cortez got to the site of where the wolves had been earlier, and noticed the mysterious unicorns were not there anymore. He went to where remains of the Timberwolves still lay, and could smell corruption. It looked like he and his house was not the only piece of Terraria to be here.

A few minutes later he threw his hover bored underneath him, and jumped on. He flew above the trees and toward Ponyville. He flew off into the sunrise and from the view of the harpy following him, it would have looked really cool, but harpys don't generally notice that sort of thing. The harpy soon met its fate as a grenade turned it into a pile of crisp feathers.

After about five minutes of flying, he noticed what looked like a small settlement. He landed a little ways away and he began to run through the streets faster than any pony there would have believed possible, and stopped in front of a large tree with books inside. He resisted the urge to go inside and look around at the books, because he knew his stealth mode didn't make him intangible.

After running faster than most would believe possible for about an hour, Cortez became tired and stopped at a corner to rest. He looked around. Not many ponies were up and he guessed it was early in the morning. Suddenly he heard a feeble cry from around the corner, and with speed that would rival that of the dungeon guardian, searched the block for the source of the cry. He discovered the plea had originated from the next block over. The sight he saw was several gruff looking stallions chasing a young fille around a corner. Within a few seconds, she had run into a lonely alleyway. The gang circled her as she cowered next to a dumpster, whimpering.

"Well, well look what we have here" Laughed the one who appeared to be the leader of the pack. He drew back his fist and struck Square in the face, she cried out in pain and shrunk down further. Unnoticed by all of them, Cortez was watching from a distance. The gang ponies looked about as powerful as a caster with no magic, but decided to wait.

The darker ponies advanced further on the pink pony, one pushed her to her feet as they all circled her laughing and making comments of the upmost rudeness. One began to speak,"Hello my little pony, don't worry, we're real nice" Cortez was rather annoyed by his tone, and knew exactly what he planned to do.

"No guards to help you here, there's no one who can save you from us, hold her down!" He commanded his henchmen.

Now Cortez feared for that pony in the centre. After concluding she was not equipped to defend herself and if she was she was not going to. He decided to take action.

All of the ponies jumped as Cortez appeared a few feet away from them,"I'm here." He said in an rather intimidating voice.

"No o— eh? Who are you, well whoever you are, you messed with the wrong ponys, Get him boys!"

The first one charged, but met his fate as Cortez flung his clawed hand up at just the right moment to render him lifeless. The second one came at him from the side and Cortez whipped out his shinning Venus magnum, he took one shot at the attacker, and the pony fell to the ground lifeless. Cortez let several bullets burry themselves into the next attackers. The last henchmen was sliced apart by a beam of true night. Cortez saw unmistakable fear in the last stallions eyes, but none the less he charged and let out a battle cry. He swung his knife but Cortez effortlessly dodged it. When the second swing was attempted, Cortez easily ran around him and slapped him in the rear end, hard. The stallion cried out in pain as he turned around swiftly. He swung his blade powerfully, but he was no match for the speed of Cortez. He caught the knife, then bent the stallions hoof back, before flipping him onto his back.

"Arrgh." The gang leader couldn't stifle his agony. As he began to rise, he was violently hoisted into the air by his neck. "Wh-who are you." He wasted his breath to ask.

"I am Terrarian." Was the last thing the stallion said before he was thrown into the dumpster, destroying it, and then Cortez ended his miserable existence with several shots from he Venus magnum.

"T-terraian, is that your name?" The fille barley managed to summon the courage to ask.

"My name is Cortez." Was the last thing he said before flying back to his house.