“Whats S.A.S?”

Sometimes, there is a situation that could be where everything suddenly from worst to incredibly terrible in a blink of an eye, whether you thought it can’t get any worse or when everything’s is running smoothly just as planned. Like when you thought there is nothing can go wrong when you mix soda and baking powder for a simple school project.

“Its just another name of a squad in the west side of the Kruglekerg city.”

The result? The whole room is covered by a thin layer of both mixture and I almost lost a finger.

“Kurgle-what? I never heard a city with that name.”

Don’t ask me how in the Alcherous that happen, it's still a mystery to this day.

“Seriously, not even the name? Huh, thought everyone in the world already knew it, being one of the towns where those who wants to be Adventurer or soldier trained and all.”

From there on out, I name those type of situation as ‘fuckening’, as in ‘there it is, the fuckening’. For example, if one would find one of the MK.XXV Rhino Tanks on a recon mission that was supposed to have a very low-risk level, fully armed with AP rounds machine gun and HE shells, covered with titanium plating and enchanted by an archmage to the point it could withstand an anti-tank cannon. Not rifle, not one of those disposable anti-tank weapons, a freaking cannon.

A single blast from it can take out the latest Silver Tract Tank model in an instant, heck even those tanks need at least five shots of Panzerschrech to disable it, not destroy it. As expected from one of the tank generations during the Great War era, they made to last longer than today's tanks.

Well at least I got one more unique tank model for my collection after that unpleasant experience, hopefully, it’s still somewhere inside my unlimited storage and fully functional after what I did to it.

During my internal monologue, I notice that Scootalo wasn’t following me anymore if the lack of the scooter wheel sound indicates anything. I glance behind and saw her looking at me with a weird look, something between surprised and confused.

“Why are you staring at me like that, is the something on my face?” I asked

“Where are we going?” she asked, as if it was a usual thing to follow a stranger around, “We’re near the outskirt of the village, aren’t your herd mothers worried about you?”

I just raise an eyebrow “Go home, where else?” which is exactly true, though probably Bob/Sarah might boost the security around where I woke up or moved the ‘virtual gateway’ to somewhere else, either way, it’s not much of a problem. If the former did happen I’ll just do what I do best, powering through it and if it’s the latter I just track it down, though it will take more time seeing how my cybernetic part of my brain didn’t catch a single bit of data.

Speaking of which, I really do need to restock my supply of metal, even if it’s just virtual reality, and god forbid I use my personal stuff, most of which I don’t know how to recreate it or the materials are going to cost me an arm and leg. Scootalo -snrk- said that she got her scooter from a junkyard, maybe there are scrap metals lying around.

“Wait, your home isn’t here in Ponyville?” she asked.

“Nope, as I said before I came from Kruglekerg City, its somewhere near the forest border. I know it wasn't the best choice to be stationed at, on a town near where monster usually makes their nest, but hey that's why the higher-ups post us up there, to keep things safe and all." It has been common knowledge, where I'm from which is a highly advanced country including the military, for a city to have 3-7 Squads posted in them depends on how big and important the city is.

Other than keeping the city safe from monster attack, which is also a job for the local SWAT or police forces, and sometimes heroes, though their part of the job is only guiding the civilians toward the save zone we, as in the Pratestes or commonly known as Guardians, also have a duty to defend the entire nation from outsides forces, be it other nations attack or some sort of unknown creatures, mostly we got send to deal with war and possibly expand our territory but the latter is much less frequent. Not because we're already a huge nation compare to the neighboring ones, the main reason we can't expand more is the risk of exploring and cleaning up the location. We might have claimed a huge chunk of the continent for our selves but that doesn't mean all of it is inhabitable.

It's a lesson that Freghea Kingdom never learns and the reason why that nation is wiped off from the map.

She looks at me with that look again as if I just grown a third, or fifth, leg or hoof. Scoot was about to say something but my skin feels like being pricked by a thousand tiny needle.

Since I’ve known my way around the battlefield, being a 'hardener veteran' soldier that I am, somehow I develop some sort of ‘sixth sense’ to predict where an attack is coming from, using only the sudden change in air pressure and other factors I can avoid most attack, I might not be one of those Demi-human or Beastfolk that has avian traits but but my five senses are sharper than an average human.

That or my radar caught something within it's range.

‘Warning, an unidentified object detected, 4 o’clock high, approaching at 3 knots.’

“GOT YOU!”

I swiftly roll aside to avoid whatever that unknown thing is, the wind brush against my new ears making me realize how close it was. And I’m sure that unknown thing is actually someone if I’m not mistaken, I'm pretty certain that I heard a voice belong to a tomboy judging by the tone and how high the voice is and I’m sure I saw something that screamed ‘rainbow’ on the edge of my sight.

I push against the ground during mid-roll to add more distance from where I’m at before. Taking an aggressive stance, front body lower than the back like a wolf, I witness one of the most childish yet ridiculous things I’ve seen in my life.

Near where I was before is an adult mare pegasus with the most bizarre mane and tail color.

It was freaking rainbow, the fact that the mane didn’t mix up and stay completely separated by color despite the blowing wind is beyond me.

'Bet my left kidney that pony is 'Rainbow Dash' Scoot was telling about.'

Oh did I mention Rainbow, still trying not to lose my shits over a name, is floating a couple feet above the ground with her wings that are way too small to lift something with her size and flapping it with the speed of an average dragon flaps which is way too slow? No? Well, she is doing it right now.

I swear if this simulation is tempted me to shut down my brain because how weird it is, it's working.

Impossible logic aside, Rainbow is definitely a mare with how sleek her body is, or probably a very feminine stallion because of the whole rainbow mane and tail thing, with fair a share of muscle on her body clearly showing her athletic traits, mainly focused on her wings.

"Huh, where did he go?"

Is she looking for me? The only male specimen around here is me so its probably just an attempt to hinder me from the only exit I could think of. Normally, I would just reprogram the simulation to make it go 'poof' but since I can't even grab a single digit code from the data stream it would take a miracle for the system to suddenly glitched, giving me an opening to exploit.

Come to think of it, since when another Quantum Computer was constructed? One of the ways to escape from a computer simulation is to overwhelm the computer, and given that I possess a miniature Quantum Computer, this thing only has one-third of whatever the original has. Still, even if it’s a miniature it’s a Quantum Computer nonetheless, the gap between it and the rest of the computer family is huge.

There is only 10 exited in the whole world, excluding mine, in my knowledge and each one is used by a nation ruler, be it queens, kings or presidents depending on what kind of government they use. Not to mention the manufacturing of one unit would cost a fortune enough to buy a large kingdom, and that’s not including the program, software and the installation.

“You wont get away this time!”

*SWISH*

*TWACK*

In the middle of conducting my train of thought, I didn’t realize that Rainbow attempt to capture me again, so I retaliate out of habit. I dashed forward and slip right under her, I guess it surprised her with how wide those eyes can expand. Twisting my body mid-slide, I put both of my front hooves on her chest and giving it light ‘push’.

Though, it was more like a shove than a push actually, I reflexively activate my air pump mechanisms in my arms- er front legs, releasing a high pressured air. It wasn’t enough to inflict permanent damage, a bruise or two at worst. Casting a glance behind as I nailed the landing, Rainbow is lying upside down under a tree which has a distinct dent on its bark, a pair of 'U' shaped mark imprinted oh her 'chest'.

'Ouch, gonna feel that in the morning.'

And let's not forget the comically spinning star and eyes.

At this point, I wouldn't even bother to argue with how childish this virtual reality is.

"Rainbow Dash!"

Yup, shouldn't even be bothered.

Ignoring the orange blur passing me, I walk toward the direction my 'compass' is pointing, I was completely done at this point. I just wanna go back to base, have my memory erased and lie down on my comfy bed with Pruto. I swear if it wasn't for him I would be a rough shapeshifter with a doomsday device attached on my chest by now.

"There he is!"

'Oh god not her again.' I didn't even need to look at whoever that was, the voice is already annoying enough and not to mention how much of a chatterbox she can be. I broke to a sprint, pumping extra power on each step. I could hear multiple hoof steps right behind me so I guess Pinks and Lisa are chasing me, followed by a steady beat of windy whoos.

They're yelling something along the line of 'stop', 'please, we just want to help you', and 'come back here you squirt!' which I ignored. I'm not going to be trapped in this childish virtual prison, I'm a proud member of S.A.S, dammit! Torture in both forms of physical and mental that could bring adult man crying on his knee I can take it head-on, but family-friendly mental 'torture'? Nope, I think I'll hold on to my pride and man card, or what's left of the latter.

Breaking through the foliage and earning me a few scratches, some of which is leaking blood but I couldn't care less, I kept running until their voices are out of my hearing range. I stopped once I step into a clearing, not because I need to catch a breath but because of a manticore carcass lying in the middle of it which confuse me for a second.

A big creature such as that is known for not going down without a fight so it makes me wonder why there isn't a single claw mark or any sign of battle recently happen until I caught the sight of the caved in face.

'Ah right, it's the manticore I punched earlier.'

Which is pretty freaking convenient now that I need something to fix my chest and wings While I can't just use random biomass I picked up from a dead animal to fix any injuries on my body, because of the whole different DNA thing and other factors that aren't allowing me to heal up without looking like a chimera, I can break it down to its most basic form (calcium, protein, calories, etc. Basically nutrients you get on every single serving of cornflakes) and have my body speed up the healing process.

Rapid healing factor, thankfully I still have that perk despite being an abnormal shapeshifter.

Absorbing the dead manticore, leaving a puddle of blood where it's head was, I quickly mend my injured chest and wings. Replacing the metal bits from my flesh and bones, repair it with the materials I got from the carcass, I manage to heal it at an acceptable level before leaving it to my new equine body to take care of the rest. Even if I don't have an ounce of micro or nanobots I still can 'command' my body to heal, those bots are more like an auto-heal thing rather than the actual rapid healing factor.

The wings part is a bit hard, it was a whole new territory for me so I just fix the part that I can with my knowledge of winged creatures anatomy and leave it to heal naturally. It might just fake parts of my body but I like to avoid any possible damage to my real body, for all I know these things are connected to what left of my brain and can damage it if I mistreat it.

Running a quick scan on my whole body, I get the same 3D silhouette but this time my chest is on the green area and yellow for the wings.

After confirming it was slowly healing, I start walking toward where I was woken, that is until the sky visibly getting darker at a fast rate. Turning my head to the sky, I can see the sun start descending, the sky becomes darker each second and stars popping up here and there. The sun is replaced by the moon soon after.

And all of that happens in the span of fewer than 5 minutes.

Ah yes, the bullshit of this virtual world has no ends, for all I know there will be a creature made entirely of magic. No, wait we have those in the real world so it wouldn't be much of a surprise.

Freaking spirits, trying to steal our unique shapeshifting abilities with magic, its fucking bullshit with how they can become a Magi Beast that can destroy an entire nation but to be fair they lost their sense of reasoning once they became a Magi Beast.

Well then, I suppose I can continue this train of thought once I dealt with the yellow eyes that's glowing in the bushes, with how many they are I can assume that I am surrounded from all side, only leaving me one solution to get out from this situation.

Reinforcing my spine with metals and wood so it can support the weight of my mechanical arms, I stood up on both hind legs which now resemble a boot for better balance and took a fighting stance. My two front hooves doubled in size and taking the shape of a gauntlet, moonlights shine upon the shiny surface making it looks like an enchanted gauntlet. The blue light from my visor switched to red for a more dramatic feeling.

With a quick scan of my surrounding area, I detect more than 25 of them wooden wolves, some of them are bigger than others. I was thinking about using the remaining reinforced wood in my storage as an armor before discarding that, with how many and fragile they're, speed is more optional than defense.

Calculating my chances of winning, which is more than 99.63%, I let a challenging roar to the air.

"COME AND GET SOME YOU BASTARD!!!"

And the forest filled with the sound wolf's howls and breaking woods for a few hours forward.

Author's Note

So, after a few months waiting, a new chapter finally arrives.
To be honest I was expecting it to be done a few months earlier, maybe like a month or two after the previous chapter but it took way longer than I thought.

Anyway, I won't be using an 'it was school thing' as an excuse for a couple of chapters ahead because guess who just got a month full of holidays...!!

That's right its ya Boi Erik, rolling down the street without a backpack hanging on his...well...back.

And probably I would start spewing excuses like 'writer block' or 'family issue' when in reality I would be just too lazy to work on a new chapter.

Well, anyway enough of my ramblings.
Thanks for reading this chapter!
And as always, keep a look out for any grammar error, typo or any error on this chapter and let me know!

See you all in the next chapter! or in the next chapter on my other story... :P