An Elite Guardian

Where to start? Should it be my displacement, or what led up to it. Oh, fuck it, I'll do both.

I ignited my energy sword, and sliced through a quadruped I had spent the better part of an hour fighting, and they wore steel gray armor. the eyes on the armor, just slits, were a dark, sickly green, with black plumes at the top. These were the shadow soldiers, the brainwashed army of King Sombra, the dishonorable coward. AT my side, with modified swords for their hooves, were my lance mates, what you humans would call squad mates. Ranger Dash, Operative De Lis, and Officers Pie. Together, we were the best group within Her Highness, Princess Celestia's army. My name is Ruso 'Tafam. Tafam'ee, if you wish to be technical, due to my military service. And my story begins a year ago, when I was a human.

I was at a convention, dressed in the armor I now wore, something no one else I saw wore. I was in line to get an autograph from Kieth David, the voice of Arbiter Thel 'Vadam, when I saw an individual dressed as a San'Shyuum, a table with various accessories behind him, including an Energy Sword, a Needle Rifle, and a Beam rifle, three of my favorite Covenant weapons.

Once I had gotten the autograph, I went to the table. "How much for the Sword and Rifles?"

He eyed me. "For a Sangheili enthusiast such as yourself," he said, "Thirty for the Sword, and Twenty each for the rifles."

"I suppose that's fair," I say, taking out my wallet, and handing him a fifty and two twenties. He took them, and handed me the weapons, which had slings on them so I could carry them. Thank you, luck. So, I put the Beam rifle over my left shoulder, the Needle rifle over my right, and held the sword in my hand. All in all, I think I looked quite intimidating.

From there, it was a mostly normal day, me meeting with other gamers of various genres, getting food, and going to various booths for various comics and games, and, at the end of it, sitting in my room. Well, that was the plan, anyway.

As soon as i set foot into my room, the models I had bought began to glow. I facepalmed. Damn you, merchant. I then fell into a portal, but, unlike the displaced I've read about, I did not black out. Strange. Any way, I felt myself becoming taller and stronger, as well as my fingers relocate and, in the case of my pinkie and ring finger, merge, my knees change to face backward, and my face round out, neck becoming longer, my mouth splitting into four, the lower part of my mouth, I think, disappearing or something, and my armor, that of a Reach Zealot, change into actual armor. It was not a pleasant experience, and I see why most displaced are knocked out before the change occurs. It is painful as hell.

But, given where I came out, it was probably for the best, as the other end sent me into the middle of a battle zone. I landed in a crouch, and looked around, seeing quadrupeds, some in bright gold armor that hurt my eyes they were so bright, outfits reminiscent of Fallout, though I'd never actually played that series, and the armor I described earlier. I did not recognize it at the time though, as one of the Imperial, yes, that is what I will call Sombra's forces, charged at me. As he reached me, I grabbed him by the throat, and stood up, pulling him to my face. "Attacking an opponent while he is down," I say, glaring at him, and, to his credit, he did not cower. "Dishonorable filth." With that, I draw my sword, and cut off his head.

It was then my brain registered I knew how to use the Energy sword, but I didn't have much time to process it before more Imperials surrounded me. "If you wish me to surrender," I say, "You will need to kill me."

With no verbal reply, they all charged me, and I began to slice with my sword, the plasma blades slicing through flesh, muscle, and bone with ease. As I finished off the last of them, I heard small rocks bounce off my armor, and looked up. Clever, I thought, seeing a boulder being pushed. But not smart. Just as the boulder was pushed, I activated the evade module of my armor, and rolled out of the way before it could hit. As I rolled, I stowed my sword, and pulled out my Needle Rifle.  Upon standing, I place a single needle in each of their heads. I looked down, and saw that none of the crystals had shortened. Unlimited magazine size. Perfect. I look back at the rest of the battle, and i see an ashen gray, horned quadruped with a curved, red horn fighting a pure white, horned and winged quadruped, though the former was fighting with a contingent of his Imperials. I activate my Rifle's link with my helmet, and look down the scope, and send a needle through the brains of all but the two leaders, but they were too invested in fighting each other to notice.

"Hey, you," I hear a voice from behind me say.  I turn around, and, in one of those Fallout suits was a winged quadruped with a metal, left wing, and some of its' left ear missing, with hair the color of the rainbow. "What are you?"

"Someone trying to help you, if you do not try to kill me, Miss. . .," I say, with saliva coming out at the "s" sounds due to the split lip.

"Try 'Lieutenant Dash', whatever you are," she replied. "Now, answer the question."

I scoffed. "I will discuss what I am with only your leader," I say. "Rank wise, you are beneath me."

"Well, I'm the best you have, seeing as how the Princess is fighting Sombra right now."

"I would not say so," I say, turning around. "The coward flees."

"Just like every battle when he's losing," Dash said. "You want to talk with the Princess, come on. But make one wrong move, and you'll regret it." With that, she stepped in front of me.

If I try anything, you will be the one to regret it, I think as I follow her.

Upon reaching the Princess, the white one I had helped earlier, we both knelt, Dash out of the hierarchy, myself due to common courtesy. "Lieutenant Dash," the Princess said, "what is this thing?"

"He said he'd only answer to you, Princess."

"Then what are you," the Princess asked me.

"I am a Sangheili, Highness," I say. "I was brought to this world as this battle was proceeding, and I am the one who removed those soldiers that were assisting your enemy."

"And what is your name?"

This made me pause a little, as I hadn't thought of her asking that this soon, so I went with the name i had made for an OC of mine. "Ruso Tafam, your majesty. Zealot rank."

The three of us were silent for some time before the Princess said, "Rise, Ruso," she said, and I did so. "You've helped me and my little ponies win this fight. Is there anyway to repay you?"

This, I thought on. "Only one thing, your highness," I say. "I wish to help remove that dishonorable King. He is a stain upon your kinds name, and I wish to help remove it."

"Your people must be quite interesting," the princess said. "If that is the case, then, then, when we return to Canterlot, I will give you a battalion."

"Thank you, Your Majesty," I say with a bow.

"And, also, for future reference, my name is Princess Celestia."

"Of course, Princess," I say.

"Lieutenant Dash, Find Lieutenant Pinkamena and Commander Maud. I wish for the three of you to escort Ruso until I can trust him."

"Yes, Princess," she said before rushing off.

"I hope you understand, Ruso."

"I do, Princess," I say.

She nodded. "Good. Then until we get to Canterlot and I'm sure I can trust you, you'll be under their eyes."

"Of course Princess," I say.Within the hour, we left. And that was simply my first hour in Equestria, and things simply got more, for lack of a better word, interesting every day. Of course, I won't say anything, not until they come up chronologically. If you wish to find out, well, you'll just have to stay and listen.