The Agent of S.U.P in equestria
Chapter 1
Down a long and deserted highway a single car roamed down at three in the morning the sound of the burning engine of the 236 hemi engine screamed louder by the moment as a man with the name Fred hunter a simply tanned man going through a long troubled week though a mission his bosses and provided and really looking in the back seat you would have seen what it was he had to deal with looking back at the screaming potato sack.
“Shut up Medusa you’re a head, now get over it!"
He screamed, It seemed like the normal day of work, he'd deal with by the week. It managed to kept his mind off the series that had happened to him for the past year, and with missions coming from S.U.P coming every other week. This really kept him from dealing with the problems. For the last week he'd been through looking for groups of people who'd seemed to vanish. Though the last six months only to find out what really happened to them was in fact they'd been turned to stone. Really Fred hadn’t seen the twist coming at him as he litterally went though a psycho scenario with the hotel owner being the killer, and turning out not even human at all but a simple gorgon making her own ways and having a statue garden in turn.
“Really what am I going to do now? I mean I’ve got a head that won’t shut up…”
"Grggra!”
“You know Norman. A wood chipper sounds really good right about now.”
Specking towards the head.
Suddenly than with those words what he said right than he looked up and heard a loud flapping of wings moving closer by the moment as he looked seeing a large dark figure stopping before him.
“What the?!”
Fred's foot slammed down hitting his breaks nearly instantly as he looked over trying to get a good look over whatever it would have been right than. The head sliding up hitting the window up in front of him. Fred head slamming right into the front wheel as he groaned in pain.
“Oh god.”
He grunted hearing the head by him growling and screaming.
“Shut up damn it.”
Screaming at the head still reaching over to the side grabbing a heavy duty flashlight hitting the sack on top before hearing it growl some and getting up and turning it on as he looked seeing what it was that just came up right before him.
“Now what the… Wait a minute. Is that a Horse with… Wing’s?”
Looking up at the large figure it came apparent for Fred that its head beginning to glow slowly and getting larger pointing it at him giving a smirk as he looked at the long pale horse as it seemed to shoot a high concentrated beam right at him, Fred looked up at it for the moment and only able to help himself muttering.
“Ohh shit.”
As he was hit with the burst of light and felt the heat expel right towards him as he tried hiding back from it though there seemed like there as nothing more he could do.
There Fred was met with darkness as he passed out. He didn't know how long it seemed to last for long for all he knew, it might have been a few minutes. His mind was begining to feel fuzzy as he grunted more, before opening his eyes looking up towards the roof of his 71 Dodge demon.
"What happened."
He wasn't thinking about what he'd experience for a moment till he heard again the growling and russling by him as he turned looking over at the sack of potato with the head of the Gorgan.
"Oh for fuck sake Snooze you bastard." Hitting it again which seemed to shut it up. As he raised his head looking around. That was when he seemed surprised looking over. As he grunted and muttered.
"Ok what the hell going on?"
His head looked out and realized he was surrounded by a field comprised of Fresh apple tree's all around diffrent types and shapes coming around from the simple juicy red apples to Golden apples, even some Pinkie Apples. (Special cross of Golden apple, and Red apples lol)
"I'm in an apple field Great."
Muttering for the second as he looked over and sighed as he turned over the key hitting the ignition hearing the engine roam and the moment he did the birds around residing in the tree's even bats seemed to fly off away from him.
"Maybe I'll find someone around close by maybe get a shovel. Bury my little friend here."
He grunted soon and hit the gas and drive though the field moving though nice and slow. While He looked around it took a moment realizing something odd was going on as the place seemed to bright, and happy.
"Strange."
He said specking to himself longer, as he moved slightly faster. His hand reaching over grabbing his phone as he turned it over making a call, Maybe find his location get in contact with Shaggy. He'd probably know his correct location.
Though when dialing the number on he grunted some meeting with a dead beat. and Growled throwing it over to the side hitting the head again as it growled.
"Damn phone never useful when ya need it."
Though he would simply continue driving onward till he looked up seeing a small farm house ahead. He looked over it. The place seemed rather nice by the time looking old but defiantly well kept even if it needed a small bit of paint working inwards with it.
Soon going for it he drove faster, though noticing a red figure heading off to the field he ignored it finding it wasn't rather important, for the moment.
There he stopped in front of the place though no one came out which he figured right than as he was about to get out though old instincts came over him as he reached over feeling his pocket feeling over finding his blade. And over on the side, the old Colt m1911. Jess had lent him when he went out.
"Never be too careful now can't you."
As he headed out closing the door, His eyes around noticing more about the place it was clear around there wasn't much around the place he didn't even see a truck which for most farms should have been essential For working out, and heading to the nearest town. The most he could assume was it might have been over in the barn. So he went closer heading to the door.
Which he went over and soon knocked on it.
Three knocks he did each giving a loud thump on it as he stood there looking around. stairing up at the sky.
"It's got to be around high noon."
"I'ma Coming I'ma coming."
Fred heard a younger woman call out,Fred noticed she had a bit of a southern twang though it seemed to have just the hint of austrailian towards it, He remaining there in silent trying to relax some as he looked over and muttered, out.
"As you wish Dear I just need direction to the next town, and maybe the road, I've seemed to have gotten myself lost."
"We'll I'll tell you where to go in a moment than Sug."
This caused him to cringe some when he heard that bringing back harsh memory soon muttering under his breath.
"Raven."
There it would have been than he though of something. He would have asked when he had the chance.
There it was the door swunged open going inside the home, when He looked in and saw no one. This confused him as he muttered,
"Um is there someone here?!" He called out looking though when suddenly a voice called,
"Yes I am, though look down you weird thing."
This caused Fred to look down for a moment, as he turned seeing a blond, and orange haired Horse down below as he muttered,
"Umm...."
"Well you standing there or you saying something."
She seemed almost oblivious to the oddity that was before her, While Fred looked down for a moment and said,
"Um one moment..." He turned around and walked over to the side of the large house.
"OH YOU HAVE GOT TO BE FUCKING KIDDING ME WHAT IS THIS THE THIRD NO... THIS IS THE FOURTH TIME. I'VE BEEN SENT TO A DIFFERENT REALITY, COME ON GOD THIS ISN'T FUCKING FUNNY!!"
Fred screamed loudly into the heaven some parts of him cussing loud and hard towards the strange and mysterious being he called a creator, not knowing if the being was listening or if he was even close to the hidden deity.
He walked back soon looking towards the small horse.
"Um sorry about that. Lets say this has gone from a semi bad day to down in the shitter."
"Yeah..." The orange muttered soon as she seemed to raise her hoof up towards Fred.
"The names Apple Jack. And yours tall weirdo."
Fred looked down soon taking his hand down his right hand over as he held towards to the knife and muttered,
"Names Fred, Fred hunter little horse."
"I am a pony, Mister Hunter. Please call me Applejack, but my friends call me Aj.."
"Ok A.j." Fred muttered.
"Only friends call me Aj, Fred. You call me Applejack, ya hear.."
"um ok..."
Fred thinking for a moment and decided for shits and giggles muttered,
"You have a shovel I might need to bury something..."
"Maybe later I've got to get you to Twilight she ain't going to believe this."
