New life

Hunting was one of the best times for Zach, he didn't give a care in the world, he was getting paid by the government because he was shot in the back on a trip to the Middle East. He was now aloud to do what he pleased, which was hunting, a lot of hunting. Now no one was the wiser of were he was, and his only 'family' was his brothers in arms. But they all died on the mission, he was the only survivor.

So he drove his truck off into the forest, not following any trails. Over the course of a week, he got some fowl, run across a bear and got a small red tailed deer. He was about to drive back when he heard a large "HELP!" And a bird scream, and knowing the screams of death, he was going to help whoever the where, black, white or covered in fur, it was calling a plea, and this was not a animal.

He drove as fast as he could and before he thought about anything, he raised up a rifle and shot the assaultant. Except the assaultant was not human... And neither was the one being attacked. One was a large bird creature who was now looking at Zach, and the one lying on the ground was a... Unicorn?

The bird muttered "damn carnies." Then in a testimony of piece raised both arms and said, "hello, my name is gilda and I am a griffon. Can you please help me out of these bonds" and she pointed over to the ropes tying her down. "And if you don't Mind me asking, what are you." Zach was stunned, it was not unlike the time when he was personally called to meet the staff Sargent.

"My name is Zach King, and how the fuck are you real?" He asked.

"Well you see, when a momma griffin and a daddy griffin love eac-"

"I know how that works but your a griffin, nay, you are Gilda. You are a FUCKING CHARACTER IN A TV SHOW.

"Look man," Gilda said, taken aback "I don't know what half of that meant, but you just saved my life. So you do what ever kings do and I am going to serve my whole life under you," she said bowing. "What would you like me to do."

"There are many things you just messed up," Zach said, "like one: I am not a king, that is just my last name." She stopped bowing immediately, "two: I might have wanted to shoot you to, I might be a predator wanting meat." She fumbled a little and almost jumped into the sky, " WAIT, I'm not actually going to, but you need to be more aware."

"Well then thank you mister." She said gleefully, "but your not getting away that easy, you saved my life so I am now in your debt."

Zach stood there not knowing what to do, he watched mlp when he was about 16 and it was now about ten years later. He was standing in front of Gilda, so he just opened up the passenger door and told her to get in, he was still going back to his house after all.

After about an hour though he was unsure of where his house was, he was going the right way, SW but it didn't do any good so he turned around and headed back around to the place he killed the unicorn.

"So... What are you again, and how do you know my name," she asked

Zach flinched expecting this to come up sooner or later. "I am a human, and I have heard stories of a lot of ponies."

"Ohh... I don't get it."

Zach sighed "I didn't think you would, i didn't think you would."

The rest of the trip was passed in silence, sometimes one would ask a question and the other would answer sending the trip into silence once again.

When they got to the camp again to see that the body of the unicorn had been ravaged by a 'monster' for lack of a better word so he told her calmly to look away while he delt with the dead unicorn. He went to the body, picked it up and through it behind a tree, getting his shirt coaked in pony blood. "Why would some deadbeat like you come and try to drag gilda out to the carnival." He muttered, I'm just going to ask her that later.

When he returned he found Gilda sniffing the meat, and smiled, "don't get much meat with the ponies watching your every move do ya'?"

She looked at him and sighed "ya, but this your kill."

"Here," he gave her a bird "eat this it'll lift your spirits." She swiftly declined

"Why not," he thought about, then reached a conclusion, "is it considered canabalizm?"

"No, but I don't like the idea of taking food from a stranger, even if you just saved my life," she huffed.

"Well if you don't want it", he waved it in front her face, "then you don't get it." He started putting it away painfully slow.

"Wait, dweeb, can I please have it" he chuckled at that and through it at her.

After starting a fire and plucking the bird (much to Gilda's distaste), he cooked the two birds until they were tender and gave one to Gilda. They ate in silence, except for the occasional moan that emitted from Gilda.

After supper was ended she went up to Zach and thanked him for everything and asked if she could stay in the tent, for warmth he said yes and the two went to sleep in the tent.