Flyte

(A/N: Chekov's gun firing in 1 chapter! Also I was listening to this song )

I smiled as I saw the 15 magically invisible guards pop into existence around both Celestia and I. "I will not take no for an answer young buck." She said sternly as the guards enclosed us in a tight circle.

Crackshot snored lightly at his position on top of Sugarcube corner 15 feet from the meeting place. He was a dark brown unicorn and latest addition to the Ponyville Police Force. He acted as negotiator and tactical sniper at times. He was a dark brown unicorn that had just recently moved from Appleoosa with his two kids. Right now he sat with his custom 44. Caliber sniper on the roof acting as a back up plan in things got too messy. He snapped awake just as he heard the gasp after the target got up from his position on the ground. He scrambled a bit and used his magic to place the 44. in his grip using magic. The gun was specially modified to fire .75 caliber bullets and man was it large. The trigger was a rectangle with an intricately carved rose on it, courtesy of his late wife who died right before he and his two kids had moved. As he got to position, a familiar feeling of colt calculation made it's way through his brain as he zeroed on on the target's head. His special talent dealt with guns, specifically revolvers which is why he had two Colt King Cobra's crossing each other for a cutie mark. He kept his communication spell open in case of any orders. Sitting there on the roof invisible to almost all courtesy of the giant frilly decorations, he awaited for trouble that he could feel welling up.

=========================

I didn't give a damn if it was the very Princess of Equestria herself which it currently was; I was not going to be taken from my family, not if I could help it. I saw the royal guards saunter up, laughing condescendingly.

"Are you crazy kid? Do you know who your dealing with? I highly suggest you come with the princess before we have to get....serious." Said who I guessed was the company leader. I smiled. "Well I've fought manticores, hydras,dragons,basilisks, pony gangs who've wanted to skin me, oh and the occasional assasin so I think I can handle the Equestrian Royal Guard." I finished, smiling slightly as I saw the reaction my statement caused. "So we have a rebel, and a liar." He spat back, this made me stiffen. "I may be a thief but I am no liar." I said as my tone dropped dangerously. I mentally smacked myself in the head.

Horseapples Nightmare your boasting again! Didn't you say you hated prideful ponies? Questioned Mr. Logical (yes I had taken to naming them.)

Mr. Illogical, acting quite foalishly responded he started it!. I let them argue it out as I focused on the task at hand. I heard a yell behind me as one of the encircling guards decided to take a chance and ran at me. I smiled a little as I shook my head.

Amateurs I thought as I turned faster than physically possible, meeting the opposing stallion with a hoof to the face that sent him a good 50 feet back BEFORE he started skidding to a stop. As soon as I dispatched that guard, another two flanked me from opposite sides which was a bad idea. I waited patiently until they were right on top of me until i ducked low to the ground and kicked upwards with my hindlegs right into their faces, sending both of them skyward in opposite directions.

By now I was entering battle frenzy mode, this meant that I was growing faster and stronger as I let my emotions take over my thoughts and body. I felt anger coursing through me as raced over to a group of 3 guards who were still in surprise at my skill. With a sweeping motion of my back legs, I caught them off guard. As they started falling to the ground, I assaulted them with a barrage of punches barely visible to the naked eye. I lost count but I assumed that each guard took at least 6 hits before I sent them flying with an powerful backlash from my wings. I noticed a smell of burning wood in the air as I dodged attacks from 4 other airborne guardsmen. I sent out a strong concussery spell using the flow which sent the 4 back a good 10 feet. I looked at my hoofs to find that they were on fire.

Okay thats not accurately descrbing it, they were fire. The flames seemed to move and crackle as I waved my hoof in front of my face. I gingerly touched my mane and brought a thick clump of it to my face, finding that it had been transformed into a white blazing inferno. I quickly looked around, panic starting to overcome me. I spotted my reflection in a nearby puddle.

I was shocked and awed at the sight. My coat had been transformed into a seething mass of black fire that resembled a pony, it looked like I was bathed in fire. My mane was crackling and blazing on top of my head as it contrasted the black with a white. Even staring at this otherworldly sight, the one feature that struck me the most were my eyes. They were like twin shards of electric blue. The normal cobalt with reptile pupils had been transformed into twin pieces of light blue fire in my head. They had two trails of blue rising into the sky. I smiled a wide smile, revealing rows and rows of razor sharp teeth.

Willing myself calm after I saw the remaining five guards quaking in their armor, I felt my anger subside as well as the flames that were by body. I saw myself in the mirror as I slowly began to reform into a colt and not a blazing fire demon. I turned back to look at the mass conglomerate.

===========================================================

Crackshot saw the skill in which the colt had taken out the Royal Guard. He wasn't going to take any chances, as soon as the colt regained his ponyish form, he fired. The bullet recoil was immense as it race through the barrel. He saw the look in the colt's eyes as the bullet designated for his brain eagerly flew to it's destination.

==================================

I felt a tickle at the front of my head as I saw for the first time, the sniper sitting atop Sugar Cube Corner. I saw him fire but in slow time, the muzzle flare seemed to expand so slowly as the bullet left the chamber. I found myself strangely calm as the bullet whizzed through the air. It was then that a long hidden part of me awakened as the bullet neared it's destination.

Vebren I softly whispered.

Right then I felt an anger like a maelstrom course through my vains like never before. I let out an earth shattering roar that actually destroyed the fountain behind Celestia, I closed my eyes as I roared, letting the long stream of non-words out through that one raw expression of emotion.

I was still roaring when I opened my eyes to find that the bullet had stopped literally RIGHT in front of my eyes. It was still spinning as it battled the sheer force of the scream. I felt the rage redouble and I actually found it in me to scream louder, sending the bullet flying back at the same speed it came. After a full minute, I stopped.

It was then that I discovered two things; 1. I hadn't been speaking gibberish, I had been speaking Draic, the old language of power held only by the dragons. 2. Everypony was staring at me with fear in their eyes.

It was like a waterballon had burst inside of me. I felt immense sadness as I watched them stare at me. I began to cry right then and there. Crying for what I had done, and crying for what I had become.

I had become the very thing my father trained me be and what I had strived so hard not to become.

I became a monster.

(A/N: Search up dragon tongue on google and it's the first result. It's not Skyrim Dragon Tounge but the word is force. Also seriously does anyone know how to upload this to Equestria Daily?)