old demons

First person

I had set up a few barricades in a semi-circle and had set the power generator in the middle. I was about to hook up the battery when I heard hushed voices on the other side of the plateau, they sounded Human in nature and did not have the garbled accent of the covenant. I walked over to the pod I landed in and pulled out the DMR and walked over to the voices. I vault over the rock to see a group of Multicolored horses talking to each other only to gasp when they saw me.

I see the group is made up of a purple Horse with a horn on its head, a blue one with a rainbow main and wings, a orange one with ponytail styled main, a white one with purple main and white horn, A yellow one with pink main and wings, and a pink one with a wild pink main. As I stare at them with my gun raised I heard one try to speak.

"Hello?" she said with a clear undertone of fear. I felt the sudden urge to rub my temples as I felt a headache coming on.

"Jesus," I muttered under my breath then continued loud enough to hear. "where did you learn to speak English?"

"English?" asked the cyan one in a harsh tone."We are speaking equish you idiot."

I resist the urge to punch her in the face and notice the panic raise among the group sans the cyan one.

"End this, all this is doing is making you angry," Thorn suddenly chimed in my helmet.

"Would you kindly leave?" I ask them with a monotone voice.

"We can go anywhere we want thank you very much," the cyan one stated before trying to get up in my face. I react by beating her left side with the but of my rifle.

"As I stated before, could you kindly leave," I ordered with a smooth tone once again.

The orange one grabs the cyan one and they take off down the mountain. I holster my rifle and rubbed the sides of my helmet.

"Welp back to work," I stated while walking back to camp.

[___________]

I sit down in the odst pod I was in when I landed and opened the MRE I had grabbed from storage. I had set up the battery and a solar panel and hooked them up to the generator. I stopped to refuel before setting up a makeshift shelter.

"So how long has it been since we landed, Thorn?" I asked curiosity while picking at the steak meal.

"Around six hours," he said distractedly. "There is around four until sunset."

I heard a cannon sound and a scream of pain and a brown blur came flying into the area.

"JESUS," I jumped up and drew my pistol, ready for a fight.

"Calm down, Spartan," Thorn stated, I lowered my gun and walked over to the thing. It looked like a griffon from ancient Greek mythology.

"God dammit," it said before passing out. I do a once over and see injuries all over, some of them pretty bad.

"Hey thorn," I ask. "Where are the med kits."