Gods of a Different Kind

You Give Me Recruits...

I had gotten out of the hospital within a single week, I heal much faster then mortals although I am surpirsed I had healed so quickly despite it. I would expect at least a few weeks to get over such heavy infection and rotten flesh. I had even fully recovered without any loss of movement in any part of my body. I beilive it has something to do with the newly finished suit of armor that Iron Anvel finished for me. It was beautiful to say the least. Rarity had even added in blue clothe to complement the amzing suit. Iron Anvil had added in bands of gold. He did not have to but since Celestia had made sure he would be the primary provider of weapons and armor he added it in of his own consent.

The sword was three and a half feet long, made of stainless steel since the material does not made good weapons, although it was finely crafted. The shield was made of the same strong greenish material, all and all it weighed a total of four hundred and fifty pounds. They had to get help from a large quanity of staff for them to roll it up. But I was able to play the "it would hep with me getting better" card so they would not complain. As soon as I touched the suit I felt much stronger. That was when I made my first step out of a wheel chair. I stayed near it everyday to aid in the healing process. Dispite the suit weighing more then the stone armor I create it felt very light weight, even with me being weak from infection. This metal is truely magical.

I had Twilight research the properties of it, but she came back with nothing. It seems it only affects me in some strange way.

I was to be moved to Canterlot to train the recruits Celestia had gathered. I gave Flamingo quite a scolding for doing it so quickly after first meeting Tank. Well at least Tank is a gentalmen (gentaltortoise?) and was there when I saw her. They were not doing it (thankfuly) Tank seemed to trying to be romantic. I suppose I can forgive Tank for... doing what he did.

So after saying goodbye to everyone, I climbed onto the train with my suit of armor, sword, and shield. I had not even seen Big Mac since before I had asked him to get the information, but Cowgirl told me she had personally sent the messages to the rest of the Apples... Seems she finally got that stick out of her butt and listened to me.

I had gotten on the train so I could sleep on the way. It will at least be a few hours so I might as well sleep it away.

***

"Si-sir I don't-"

"YOU NEVER QUESTION ORDERS. Now everyone, because this idiot spoke up your all going to give me some up downs."

They looked around, trying to see what everyone else is doing. Do they not know what up downs are? Ahh... I'm going to have my work cut out for me. "Let me show you what up downs are, you get up here"

"Me?"

"Yes you, now when we are going to do these until each of you puke"

"They all visably shook from what I was going to do to them. If I wasn't a hardenered warrior I would feel bad for what I was going to do.

"Start stamping your hoofs" the recruit did so without hesitation or questions, they are finally learning "now drop to the ground" he did it. Because of their diffrent anonomy from humans they can't land on their chest with hurting their legs. "Now stand back up as fast as you can"

"That is an up down, you constintly stamp, then when I say hit it you hit the ground and get back up. If I see anyone slacking I am going to add ten more to the fifty I am planing"

***

"Tellus are you sure? I mean if you keep this up the troops will surely hate you"

"Thats the plan, I make them hate me then I take that hate and throw it at the enemy." An awesome plan if I do say so myself.

***

"This ladys, is a Golem. I have many at my command and will be your own personal sparring buddy. They are made of rock and can kick your ass. None of you are passing until each and every one of you defeats a golem."

I heard many groans from the would-be troops.

"Don't backtalk, lets do some up downs!"

I took solace with the fact that pushing them so hard yesterday only means today will be easier.

***

It has been a single week since I began training these men, erh, ponys. They have come far, but a week of training will do little against the brutal armys of Dead Wind.

"I am proud to say you are all bellatores, warriors. Know that you have all passed... how many of you would like to join my royal guard?" I saw many hoofs go into the air, I would say at least a thousand of the ten thousand troops I have been training. I was not the only one training them mind you, Both royal guard captains helped along with those under them in aiding with their development. Although their time with me was the most... extreme. I was glad for so many wanting to join but...

"I will tell you now, only the best will get into my guard. I want no more then one hundred of you to join me as my protectors." They seemed surprised that I would want so few. "Now we will hold a tormament... you will each be paired off against a pony of the same race. You will all fight one after the other in a test of endurance and strength. The ponys to have the most wins at the end of the day will join me as my Praetoriani." This was going to be fun...