Pov: Ángel

Do you ever wake up in the morning, you know when you're asleep and then the sun comes out, bothering the shit out of you. You can only say one thing that's on your mind.

"Get the fuck out of here sun, nobody likes you." I said as I please my left arm over my face.

But for some reason my vest was to tighten around my waist and chest. Getting bothered by it I decided to wake up and get out of the car, as I did the sun blind me making me closed them and please a hand on my.....beak? Wait what the fuck!

In Instant open my eyes wide open. What I saw will change my life for every. I had a fucking beak. A yellow motha fucking beak.

"Auh, auh.....AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH" I panicked. I looked down at my arms and notice that they were yellowy scaly arms. I removed my gloves and notice I had claws. Fucking claws. I screamed even louder, I removed my vest and shirt and tossed them on top of my car. I had white fur as white as snow and black stripes that resembles a tiger. Stripes running down all over my body. I put both claws on my head, that's when I feet I had long ears.

But out of all that my scars were still visible. Ah fuck me would ya.

"Whats up with all the screaming!" I heard Źaira shouted.

I look to her direction, but it wasn't my little sister. Instead it was an anthro red horse with a horn and wing with black outlining. Black and red mane and dark brown eyes, even she had hooves for feet! Coming out of the passengers side. She wear the assassins creed outfit like my....sister.

"AAAAHhhh what the fuck are you?!" Shouted the the anthro horse in surprise.

"No, what the FUCK are you!" I yelled back, I pulled out my Schofield and cock the hammer back.

"Hey! That's my brothers gun you red eyed freak!" Yelled the red horse. Wait red eyes?

"You're brothers gun? This is my gun and what are you doing with my little sisters outfit!" I was ready to shoot this bitch but what cought my attention was the scare that was on the right side of her neck. It was faint but it was still visible.

"Źaira, Is that you?" I ask as I lowered my revolver. The horse look taken a back to this.

"H-how do you know my name?!" She yelled.

"It's me, Angel" I place a hand on my chest, hoping if she release its me.

"Angel?"

In less then a second she jumped over my car, dropping my equipment to the ground in the process and tackling me to the ground. She hugged me with a death grip, I hugged her back with the same affection. We stayed like this for about a few minutes or so until I let go of her.

"What happened to you Angel, your a griffin?" I'm a what?

She got off of me and stood up as I did the same. I dust myself with my...claws? This going to take some getting used to. I begin to check myself, I check my chest, I still have my six pack, but the scars are still there. I then felt something on my back and what I discovered shock me to my core. I had wings! Fucking wings man.

I touched my wings and let me tell ya, there so soft and their fucking sensitive if you pull one of the feathers out, it like if you pull out a nose hairs, it hurts like a bitch.

I was so caught up with my new limbs that I didn't hear my sister calling me.

"Angel where are we?" I didn't understand what she meant by that when I finally looked around my surroundings. We were some where in some sort of forest, it was beautiful to tell you the truth. There were flowers of different varieties. Trees that are over 50'ft in length, busses, grass and so forth.

"I don't know, all I remember is parking at a rest stop and falling asleep?"

"Yeah I know, but can you put your shirt back on. It looks like your going to showing off your muscles in front of a mirror."

I blushed a bit as Źaira handed me my shirt back. I took it and tried to put it on but I can't because of my new limbs. I let out a growl that sound like a lion. Hehe get it, because I'm half lion.

"Here." I look at my sister in her hand was my ballistic knife.

I took the knife and started to make 2 decent size holes on the back of my shirt. God I loved this shirt.

Once I was done I hand the knife back to my sister and put on my shirt back on. Now how the hell am I going to do that with my vest, it has AR500 steel planted armor on all four sides! Guess I have to put on my AK magazine carrier. If you don't know what's an AK magazine carrier is, it's basically a type of vest that has a few magazines holders from the waste and no plate carrier.

"Sis can you pump the trunk open," Źaria did as she was told and push the button that somewhere around the driver side that opens the trunk with a loud *dunk* when I picked up my vest from the ground and being to walk towards the back of the car.

I push the door of the trunk upwards and placed my vest over another stash of vests.

Remember when I had something extra that the cops don't have. Well let me tell ya, I have an arsenal of different weapons and equipment in the back of my car.

The type of weapons I have is an MG42, Milkor MGL grenade launcher, 10 gauge double barrel shotgun, 12 gauge Benelli M4 shotgun, Soviet Ak-47, M107 Barrett 50cal, 3 M9 pistols, MP5 and a large box full of ammo and grenades.

There all in a case mind you.

My equipment, well I only have a few things like 2 night vision goggles, 4 tactiacl vest, rope, gas mask, 2 pairs of black cargo pants and muscle shirt, 2 water canteens, 5 gallons of gasoline, and finally a medic kit.

"Hey sis can you grab my G3 from the rack and the box of ammo with golden Desert Eagle from the back sit, please." I said.

"Sure," I heard my sister said and went to grab my stuff.

"Here you go," Źaria said and handed me my stuff to me.

"Thanks," I grabbed my weapons and place them in the trunk of my car. Setting my G3 inside its case and strapped my new gun to my low right leg.

I then grabbed my AK magazine carrier which had 6 40mm grenade on the left shoulder strap, 6 AK magazines, a folding knife attached on the lower belt and two large magazine holders. I then opened one of my rifle cases and pulled out my Soviet AK-47 (it's just a standard weapon with a under barrel GP-25 grenade launcher) and 2 75 drum magazines, making sure they were loaded, I looked at the back of both magazines (because it has a measurement of how many bullets it can caring), I looked over my shoulder and notice my sister looking at me.

"(Sigh)...here," I gave her one of my M9 pistols that was beside the rifle case and handed her three magazines.

She looked at me with a slight confusion.

"We don't know where we are sis, hell we're proudly not in California." I said she took the gun and the magazines without a second thought and attached it to her leather belt.

"Come on let's go." With that I put the 2 drum magazine inside two large pouches and grabbed a third drum magazine and attached it to the AK and pulled the changing handle back and released the handle making a metal hitting metal sound. I soon closed the trunk of my car and started walking over to the driver sit. Opening the door, I set aside my rifle of the rack and got in and closed the door and putting on the seatbelt lightly without hurting my new limbs getting crushed.

I heard the passage door open, I look to my right and noticed my sister just barely seating down and closing the door and putting on the seatbelt with out hurting her own wings and horn. She then looked down at her waist. I wonder why?

"Sis are you okay?" I ask

"Yeah, but I wonder?" She said with questionable tone.

"Wonder what exactly?" I soon realized that she had her hidden blades, sword, and her rope darts and throwing knives on.

With the flick of her wrists, two decent size blades came out of her gimlets. They were sharp, and by that I mean the blades literally pierced through the passengers airbags. My sisters face was filed with shock on her face, while I felt my right eye twitch and mouth open.

"Uh, hehe," Źaira turned her head to look at me. That sheeples face of hers, ain't going to save her this time.

"Uh, sorry," I'm just going to ignore this and pretend that this never happened, ever!

"Just...just put those things away before you hurt yourself." I said and turn the car on. The engine roar as it came to life. I shift the gear and punched the gas pedal hard.

The car skidded it for a second but I turn the wheel a bit and it began to go straight.

In just a few seconds we came up upon a dirt road. I had to turn the wheel to the left, almost hitting a few bunnies in the process. I heard my sister scream in feared. Ha, that's what she gets for damaging my car!

"WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU!?!" Źaira yelled.

I just laughed like a mad man and kept on driving.

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Somewhere in Canterlot Castle 3:pov

"How dare those bloody commoners, think they can come to the Castle with their idiotic problems!!!" An angry unicorn shouted, he wore a black and white suit as he stumps his hooves angrily at the ground, as shadow block the sun from entering the halls.

He opened the door forcefully and stumps his way in. "I'll show them, I'll show them all!" He yelled angrily.

He grabbed a paper and quill and being to write as he said ever word out loud to himself.

"Dear Warlock Leader of the Northern Wolves

I have a 'deal' for you, in less then 24 hours I would like for you and your men to march in to the town that's not to far from Canterlot Castle. I want you to make an example of this barbaric backwater town. My personal guards will assist you in the matter. The pay would be worth in your wildest dream that you can imagine.

Senselessly King Of the new age.

Once he was done he rolled up the paper and tied it with a red ribbon. The unknown unicorn called his personal guard. Soon a tall guard that stood over 6 feet walked in as his armor *clacks* as his metal horseshoes made heavy thuds on the stone pavement. The guard wear thick grey and golden armor, armor that had seen battles, his red horn was the only thing that was sticking out of his helmet as a sharp blade was in front of it.

"Deliver this to my partner in action,"

The guard only nodded and took the scroll and left the room in a flash of red. (No seriously he teleported).

"Know lets see how those commoners like it."

Author's Note

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