Steel Burner

A/N: sorry guy's but this chapter is shorter then it should be because of the 502's earlier this week. i will make sure the next chapter is done asap and things will be back on schedule soon. I promise.

Chapter 2; Wake Up Call

Chapter 2; Wake Up Call

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"Omior!" a voice screamed over the sound of whizzing arrows and explosions.

"Omior! Get up or you're going to die!"

The human got up off the ground. He looked around and saw he was in the middle of a battle. Explosions were rapidly booming and deafening from the side adjacent to him.

"C'mon! Our caravan's pinned down by the cannons!" Ahingor said, pausing as an arrow whizzed by, cutting his nose at the base. "If we want to escape with our lives, we're going to have to take out those cannons Omior!"

"Alright. Let's go then, Ahingor." Omior said, grabbing hold of his bow and checking to make sure the strap to his quiver was still strapped to his side.

Omior glanced around quickly. He soon found where the Cannon shells were coming from. Once he caught sight of them he quickly jumped to his left, he looked back to where he was previously and saw a group of arrows whistling through cutting the air where he was only seconds ago.

Omior fired three arrows at the archers taking defensive positions at the Cannons and demolished woodland around them. As he put his hand to his quiver, he noticed he had ran out of arrows. But before he could drop his bow and pull his sword from its sheathe, three warriors came charging towards him and Ahingor, one holding two hammers, two holding longswords.

The one with the hammers charged Omior while the two swordsmen went after Ahingor, who danced around their swipes much like a ballerina on a dance floor.

Omior felt something smack hard at his chest. He flew back around ten feet straight into a tree with a loud 'thump!' He quickly got out of his daze and held his bow up to defend against a hammer coming down, intent on smashing his skull in.

He managed to parry the hammer and grabbed a small knife from his shoulder sheath and swiftly stabbed the warrior in the left eye socket before he could bring another blow down. The warrior reared back and screamed in pain.

Before the enemy could get back up, a peculiar look crossed his face and he looked down do see a rather lengthy sword protruding from his chest. In seconds, the warrior was upon the ground bleeding out, and Omior was up again seeing Ahingor ready to move again, three dead warriors at his feet.

"Just like old times, heh." Omior and Ahingor decided to zigzag their way towards the cannons, avoiding direct damage from the arrows rapidly firing at them.

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The world phased itself back as he was suddenly awoken by ice cold water upon his face. Omior was in a dark, small room, a single candle at the center of the table he was at. He was tied down to a chair next to Vigil whom was still unconscious.

"What the hell happened?" he asked, hoping someone was listening.

"You were apprehended for causing a panic." A deep voice called out from a shadowed corner of the room.

"Really, Einstein? I didn't notice with regular ponies running away at the sight of me." Omior returned with thick sarcasm.

"Enough! What is your name?"

"Omior...."

".... Wait.. What?" Vigil stirred in his slumber and realized what his companion had just said. He stared at the human for a while, giving him the most annoyed and angry look he could give.

The pony out of sight spoke again. "What are your intentions to this town?"

"I simply wish to purchase some supplies and then leave."

"Wait.... but.." The pony now sounded confused "By Celestia, STRINGS you screwed up again!" Immediately the lights flickered on completely, and the room was illuminated completely dispelling any darkness.

The door opened to the right of where the stallion interrogating him was. Omior chuckled under his breath at how the Stallion flinched at his boss opening the door yelling the stallion's name.

"But sir I-"

"No buts about it! Unless its your 'butt' getting fired." The stallion said in an almost threatening manner. "We got things sorted through, some friend of the creatures sorted this out."

"Lets just get out of here already.." Vigil managed to groan out in annoyance. Upon leaving the establishment of terrible interrogations, both were met immediately by stares of different kinds.

"At least they aren't running from you this time." said Vigil with a smirk.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah." Omior made a dismissive wave at Vigil whom just kept smirking as they moved along.