Pandemonium Angels - 1st Saga

Prologue

Shenki Hotaru…

I don’t like this guy. Every time I screw up around him, he points out every annoying detail about what I did wrong like a snooty know-it-all, though it gets a chuckle out of Sypher once in a while. His means of defense is using tonfas that he can extend on his will. I thought it was silly when he boasted about them, but when I saw him in action, I was so wrong. Anyway I was a little pissed to find out at the last minute that we had to stay here in Equestria until we find all the glaia gems,  Sypher…um…didn’t take it too well either. Let’s just say it took about a dozen of the Princess’s guards to restrain him. Thanks again Celestia. Any longer and he would’ve wreck the castle with his bare hands instead with bullets. Anyway these glaias are not going to be easy to find, we got lucky last time. This is going to take forever. Well I gotta look at the positive of this. All the citizens in this world are nicer than the people in our world…well sort of, Those Diamond Dogs weren’t too friendly, and one of Celestia’s guards weren’t patient with Sypher,  And that green pony was WAYYYY too friendly. And the main 6 (that’s what they call them I hear) gave us a place to stay.  *Sighs* this ought be interesting…

-End Chapter 2 Prologue-

~Sweet Apple Acres~

Celesta’s sun arises from the horizon as it shines through the farm’s windows for as Leopald inside is sleeping on a giant haystack, snoring mildly enough to annoy the pigs outside the farm. A big red colt enters the farm and sees him sleeping. He walks over and nudges him. “Uhh…mister?”

“Silver…” he mumbles in his sleep.

“Mister?”

“…Silver?”  He says as he rolls over and slowly opens his eyes seeing the red colt in his blurry vision. “Why are you red?” he falls off the haystack and lands on his face. He fully wakes up and sees the big red colt. “Oh hey, Big Macintosh isn’t it?”

“Eeyup” He responded as he helps him up. “It’s time for breakfast”

“Breakfast?” He looks at his watch. “It’s 6:00”

“We like to get up early to get som’ of the farm work done on a good start and finish as much as we can later”

Leo just sat there trying to process what he just heard. “So you guys…work ALL day…EVERY day?”

“Well actually…we’ll talk more over breakfast”

When they head inside the house, Leo’s nose smelled something he hasn’t smelled in days.

“Pancakes are done!” Granny Smith says as she brings the plate over to the table where Applejack and Apple bloom are sitting, Leo’s mouth slowly melts as he sits down waiting for his plate. Granny Smith passes out a plate for all of them, Applejack, Apple Bloom, Big Macintosh and Leo…with nothing on the plate for him.

“Um…I don’t have any…ma’am”

“Yes you do, the plate! You can eat that because you monsters devour everything you come across!”

“Grandma! For the last time, he ain’t a dragon!” Applejack says in frustration. “And not all dragons are like that!”

The elderly pony stood there for a moment “…Like what?”

Applejack facehooves about the matter. She looks at Leo and sees he looks like he’s about to pass out, he hasn’t eaten anything since he arrived in Ponyville. Before he even began to think about letting his eye lids close, he sees a plate being pushed towards him. He looks up and sees it was Applejack that offered him her pancakes. “No that’s OK Applejack”

“Com’ on partner, everypony…everybody’s gotta eat”

“Well aren’t you gonna eat?”

“Pfft! We live on an Apple Farm! Breakfast, Lunch and Dinner. But I do reckon it’s good to eat other things instead of a fruit. Besides it’s the least I can do for savin’ mah sister’s friend”

He smiles as he accepts her gift of pancakes. Before he dug in he just realized something…he needs a knife and a fork. Before he can even ask for silverware he quickly looks around and sees the others eating without a fork or a knife. He just shrugs and does the same thing.

“So mister, do you always wear clothes?” Apple bloom asks as she sets down her plate.

Leo puts his plate down in confusion. “Of course I do. Other wise I’d be nude”

“Well we pony folk don’t normally wear clothes dragon boy and are we naked?” Granny Smith questions.

“I don’t think I should answer that question ma’am”  Leo answered as he blushes.

“Let’s change the subject!” Big Macintosh insisted.

“Leo, are all humans as strong as you are?” Applejack asks.

“No not all humans are powerful, There are normal ones, that lives normal lives. Ones like me and the guys are trained, gifted or even blessed.

“Which one are you?”

“…” Leo looks back into his mind of the past time he had that painful memory of his brother’s death  and rushing images of a man in a white garb reaching his hand out to his arm and never letting go, screaming in intense pain that not even laughing gas could help . The images keep coming as he sees some of His brother’s body removed from where he originally died. “Chris?!” Leo snaps out of it. “That’s what I’m still trying to figure out”

“But yesterday, you look like you were born with all that fighting you did”

“Nah, I wouldn’t say that, though I was taught about the means of defense by Ms.Wrightfield. She taught me the basics, and there’s still more to learn from her, but that’s gonna have wait to because she had a change of plans all of a sudden.

“You’re still upset about that?”

“No I’ve gotten over it”

“Cause ya know, ah think it’s kinda nice to have ya’ll hang here with us on your jewelry hunt or whatever you call them things”

“Heh, thanks. I’m just worried how Sypher’s still holding up about it”

~Carousel Boutique~

Sypher is sitting in the living room on a couch across from Rarity and Sweetie Belle  are as they feel very awkward about him just quietly sitting there, laid back, eyes shut and not giving a care in the world, Especially after what how he behaved yesterday.

“So…Sypher did you sleep well?” Rarity nervously asked.

“…”

“Did you enjoy the breakfast I made you?”

“…eh”

“Come now Mr.Heinlen, don’t be so bashful about this. Let’s try to have a lively conversation”

“…Do you have any wine?”

“Not at the moment I apologize”

“I have nothing to talk about”

“This is the guy who saved you?” Sweetie Belle questioned.  “Isn’t he supposed to be one of those romantic guys who save the woman and fall in love like in the novels?”

“…kid I think you read too many of those sappy lovey dovey bullcrap”

“No I don’t!  That’s why Rarity reads them”

“Sweetie Belle!” Rarity yells as she blushes. “Don’t listen to her, I read books that men your age reads, like…uh The Catcher in the Rye, The Perks of being a Wallflower and-“

Sypher raises an eyebrow and opens his visible eye “Excuse me lady but uh…are you assuming that I’m…emo?

“Well I mean you’re-“

“Let’s get something straight, I may not be a happy camper and my bangs may cover half an entire eye, but if you think that I read nothing but books with an abstract imagination, and acknowledge that I’m emo, then” he air quotes. “Rarity", we have a problem”

Rarity jumps from her chair in anger as she’s about to punch him. “Excuse me! Just because I gave you a roof to sleep under and food to offer, Hoofmade mind you, doesn’t give you the right to come in MY home and threaten me! You might as well just walk out that door!”

And Sypher does that. He casually gets up and heads for the door. “Whatever”

"This gentleman needs to learn some manners"

“Rarity he just needs something to uppen his day, like that wine stuff you have in your cabinet” Sweetie Belle says as Rarity covers her mouth in no hesitation after she hears her say “cabinet”, which causes Sypher to stops dead in his tracks and turns and looks at Rarity with a cold glare from his pale, crystal blue eyes.

“You said…you don’t have any at the moment, which means you don’t have any…anywhere in this boutique. Now I don’t give a damn about people lying, but when you tell me you don’t have any alcohol but you do…” He reaches out his hand and emits a green feathery aura and his white pistol appears in his grasp. “I need to shoot something”

Rarity's horn glows. "I don't like that icky fighting you boys do, but when you come between me and my wine, then there will be a problem Mr. Heinlen. That's only for when I'm depressed"

“I’m depressed! Until we find those freaking glaia gems, I’m stuck in this world with talking colorful horses!”

“Horses? HORSES?! IT…IS…ON!

Outside the boutique, Twilight Sparkle trots towards her door and knocks, “Rarity? Sypher?” She then hears glass being smashed and multiple gunshots. “What in the world?” She opens the door and sees the entire place is wrecked and sees Rarity levitating knives aimed at Sypher as the hot headed gunner has his gun aimed at her. They both turn to Twilight. “What?/Yes dear?” they both said surprisingly calm.

Twilight’s eyes become beady. “Uh…there’s a meeting at my house in a half hour, be sure to come” She says as she slowly walks back out the door and trots away. Sweetie Belle slowly arises from the bullet hosed couch. “Did you guys make up yet?”

Sypher’s gun fades away and Rarity puts the knives back where they came from.

“Just because I’m a student under a Justice guild, doesn’t mean I have to follow all the rules, and “Do not harm your allies and civilians” is a rule I’m having a very hard time following right now”

“And just because I’m the element of generosity, doesn’t mean I have to offer alcohol to ponies…or people if it’s private, especially when alcohol can make you worse than you already are”

“Hey I asked you, I didn’t force you. Besides you’d be surprised what that stuff does for me” He walks out the door. “Oh yeah, here’s your compliment for the month, thanks for the breakfast” He heads for Twilight’s Tree house”

Rarity feels like she wants to say something back to him, but something else stopped her from doing so. It was something that most beings would have but not at an awkward moment like this, she felt …sympathy. "It's one of those days I'm sure"