Stormer's turn

by R3M1X

Rating: teen
Tags: Original Character, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Soarin, Rainbow Dash, Adventure, Sex, Spitfire, Gore
Length: 3638

The story of Trail's son.

This was a story suggested to me. the one who sent me the message for it, well she knows who she is.

Published 2011-12-27 22:31:13 UTC
Last updated 2012-01-20 07:30:48 UTC

Memories

"There, left, right left, front." Calls were shouted to new WhiteCloak recruits. "Cutie mark Warriors!" three of the new recruits cheered. All of the new recruits aim sucked, except for one. After a few more rounds, a flash of light appeared near him. After it dimmed, Crosshairs were now on his flank. He looked at his cutie mark for a moment, then jumped saying "I got my cutie mark!". He shot off a few more rounds and cheered a bit more. He shot at a target, another bullseye. Then the target exploded in a blue flame. "Who the fuck started a party without me? Stormer, you actually got it?" said a Trail Blazer, floating down to earth. "Sir, what is my punishment?" said the pegasus who had just recieved his cutie mark. "Punishment, Why would I punish my son for getting his cutie mark?" Trail said, acting puzzled. "Son?" asked the overseeing officer, confused. "Dismissed!" he shouted at the new recruits.

The door to the cabin in the Everfree Forest opened slowly. "Hey uh Fluttershy, I need you to see something." Trail said to his wife sitting on the couch. "It is something with Stormer." he finished. "What is it, is he hurt, sick, take a shot in combat?" she asked frantically. "Stormer, get in here." Trail said. Stormer jumped through the door and cheered "I got my cutie mark!". "Wha?" Fluttershy asked, then looked at his flank. The three cheered. Trail Blazer went upstairs and grabbed a box from his closet. It was nicely wrapped. He grabbed another item in the closet. and headed downstairs.

"No way, does this mean I made it?" Stormer asked, pulling a gold lined cloak out of the box. "Yeah, You did." was the answer before another box was thrust at him. Inside the box was a pair of orange tinted goggles. "Do I get to go this year?" he asked, trying on the goggles. "Yes, this year you get to see the mountain." Was Trail's second answer. Then a rifle was thrust at him. "We need to go see Rarity, to get that cloak resized." Fluttershy said, removing Stormer's cloak. Stormer flew around the house. "Dad, you made a promise. Now teach me." he said as a small purple flame started wildly in his hoof. "I guess, Just, I need to sleep." Trail said, and tossed off his cloak, and crashed on the crouch.

"Focus the entire time, not just getting it to form. Then thrust your hoof, or flick it." Trail said, thrusting his hoof towards a target. Stormer closed his eyes, a large flame appeared in his hoof. He thrust it at the target. It hit and exploded with a satisfying boom. "Nice, just die it down a bit. In combat that is like wearing a giant bullseye." Trail commented.

"Ready?" Trail asked, pulling up his hood. "Ready." Stormer said, doing the same. The map of Dellport was spread in front of them and several others. A tube was thrust at Stormer. Trail showed him how to use it. "Alright, this should be easy, and make sure to keep an eye out for GreyCloaks, just because we are taking out the BlackCloaks, doesn't mean that thier allies will stand idly by." Trail said to the group. "Dad, who are the GreyCloaks?" Stormer asked, trying to keep up with Trail. NO! That...that isn't how it happened. Just forget it. I'll tell you what really happened.

Spiraling Eternity

Time resumed for Stormer. He looked around, dazed. Cement walls, a light on the ceiling, a table. "Where the fuck is it!" A BlackCloak slammed his hoof on the table. Everything whirred back to Stormer. He chuckled as he reared back his head, it entered the shadow of the room. "Im not joking now where the fuck is it?" The Blackcloak continued, leaning over the table. Stormer leaned in close, and spat in his face. A hoof went flying into Stormer's face. "Go fuck yourself" Stormer said before headbutting the BlackCloak. He was loosely tied to the chair. He easily slipped loose. He searched the knocked out BlackCloak. He found a guard pistol, and a tazer. He found his cloak laying nearby, the golden streaks glowing in the light. "WhiteEon, forgive me for what I am about to do." He said, folding up his cloak and putting it in a saddlebag. he put on the BlackCloak clothing, chills running up his spine about it. Stormer walked out of the door, and shut it behind him. He trotted past two Sentries, and for a second they looked puzzled. Stormer looked at his saddlebag, it hadn't closed all the way, and the white and gold cloak was seen. "Shit" he murmured before the Sentries opened fire. "Hell to that plan." he said, pulling out the pistol. He shot the two Sentries. He removed the black cloak, and put on his own. He turned a corner, which led straight to a large door. Above it was the word "Garage". "Perfect." Stormer said, opening the doors. He found an unlocked Enforcer. He scrambled around inside the vehicle, looking for keys. He looked in a small ammunition crate in back. He found the keys, already in ignition. He put his hoof in his face, closed the door and took off. He looked in the rear-view mirror, and saw his face. Scarred and unshaven, his eyes adjusted to behind the vehicle. "All clear." he said to himself as he sped down the road.

On the way back he stopped by the Ponyville cemetery. He trotted down the path, going to two large headstones. On one of them it said "Trail Blazer, may his legend live on." on the other it said "Fluttershy, ----" the end was not etched in. On Trail's headstone lay a few roses, and two daggers stuck into the ground. By Fluttershy's headstone lay a dagger, and five roses. "Mom, dad. I miss you two, but that doesn't solve anything." He said, looking down at the headstones. "They were good victims." A voice said behind him. He spinned around, and saw a red cloaked pony. "You are either brave, or stupid for braking out of the installment." he continued, pulling out a dagger. "Not here, a BlackCloak body would disgrace my parents" Stormer said, pulling out the pistol he had stole. "Whatever." The Red-Cloak said, lunging for him. Stormer raised the pistol, and shot the pony at point-blank. "Sorry Mom, Sorry Dad." he said, walking away from the dead body.

The drive home was quiet, no other vehicles on the road. "Sorry." Stormer said, looking up. He quickly got to the driveway, and parked. He crept up the stairs of the cottage near the everfree forest. He slowly opened the door. "I'm ba-" he started before seeing his mate in a colt's arm, both in his bed. His mate looked up, and saw roses dropping to the floor. "I-I can expl-" she started to say before being inturrupted by Stormer. "Why?" he asked. The colt looked up, and asked "And this would be?". "You, shut the hell up." He barked. "I go missing for two weeks, and I come home to, to this?" His Emerald eyes soon became purple. Sparks ignited in his hooves. "You know what? I Don't give a fuck anymore! We're through, Fuck you, Fuck him, fuck this entire house!" he laughed, gathering his things. He loaded all of his belongings in the back of the Enforcer and drove off.

At the tavern, he had drink after drink. Soarin trotted into the tavern, followed by Spitfire, and Rainbow Dash. Soarin came up to Stormer. "Hey big guy. What happened?" he asked sitting on the stool next to him. "She was with another colt. I walked in on it." he answered. "Ouch." Soarin said, looking away. "You considered my offer?" Soarin asked, reaching towards a saddlebag. "You know what, she said it wasn't a good idea, but what the fuck does she know?" Stormer said, looking at Soarin, actually past him to two pegasi arguing. "You know what, Yeah I accept." Stormer said. A uniform was thrust at him. He held it out in front of him. The yellow bolt design ran across the suit, the blue goggles glimmered in the dim light. "What the hell Soarin?" Rainbow Dash asked. "It took me seven years to get on the team, and he gets it in under a year?" she asked. "Yeah, im going to need a place to crash, I packed all my stuff up." Stormer said. "Sure, you can crash at Spade's place." Spitfire said, hanging up a phone. "Alright, let's go." Soarin said, motioning for him to follow.

Preformance

"Whatever." Stormer said, setting down some boxes. "Listen, I like it on earth." Spades said, setting down more boxes. "Just sayin' it isn't natural for a pegasus to live on the ground alone." Stormer continued. "Says the pegasus who was BORN on the ground." Spades said, putting her hooves on her hips. "Guns, Ammo, Fuck, you are armed to the teeth." Spades said, opening a box. "Yeah, I Sort of work a demanding job. I sort of inherited it." Stormer said scratching the back of his head. "How many knives you have on you?" Spades said, staring intently. "Erm.... Several." Stormer replied. Spades started laughing but stopped when Stormer set seven knives on the counter.

"Alright, you will sleep on the couch. Only one bedroom." Spades said, pointing to a couch in the front room. Stormer draped his cloak on the couch and went to the kitchen. "So how long have you been a WonderBolt?" Stormer asked, eating a grass sandwich. "About ten years, you?" Spades responded. "Since last night." Stormer said, then took a bite of his sandwich. Night soon fell upon the house on the ground below Cloudsdale. Stormer awoke from his nap and retrieved his cloak. He grabbed a Rifle, two knives and left.

"Fuck you!" a GreyCloak spat, pistol drawn. Stormer waltzed forward, ignoring the warnings. The GreyCloak was too scared to aim correctly. He wasted an entire clip in haste, before he had finished reloading Stormer was looming in front of him. He drew his dagger and plunged it in the GreyCloak's skull. Blood Gushed out of the wound, staining his cloak.

"Ugh, I'm a roomate, not a maid!" Spades said, washing Stormer's cloak. "How does one stab make this happen?" she asked again. "Just does, just does." Stormer replied, sprawled out on the couch. His haunches cringed when they fell upon his dagger on the couch. "Son of a bitch!" he said, wings rocketing him up. "Note to self; carry less knives." he said to himself, removing the knife from the couch. "Ugh what now?" Spades asked setting down his cloak. "One of my kniives was on the couch." Stormer said, rubbing his wound. "Just shut up you big fillie. Here's your cloak." Spades said, tossing him his cloak, all wadded up. "Don't even put that on." she said, as she picked up his new uniform and tossed it to him. "What about the goggles?" Stormer asked, already putting on the suit. "Oh yeah, here." she said, tossing him a pair of blue tinted goggles. He didn't have time to react, so instead of catching it, the hit him in the head. "Okay, I get the hint, Just I don't think a cleaning store will remove a bloodstain." Stormer said, Rubbing the area of impact.

"You get the picture, just do it." Soarin said to Rainbow Dash as she was trying some new moves out. "Get up. You don't get payed to sleep." He said, shaking Stormer, who was in turn sleeping on a bench. "Huh, I get payed?" He asked, lifting his muzzle from the bench. "Not if you just sleep." Spitfire chimed in, dragging something in a bag along. "Yeah sorry, long night." Stormer said, his wings lifting himself from the bench. "On your first night, Damn you're good." Soarin said, playfully shoving Stormer. "Not like that, Just a long night." Stormer said, understanding what Soarin had implied. "Whatever you say, Whatever you say." Soarin said, flying off to go help Spitfire. He said something to her, just out of Stormers earshot, and she stopped lugging the bag and laughed. "On his first night?" She asked, extremely loud. "Damn it Soarin!" Stormer said, flying after him. Soarin saw Stormer headed towards him and lifted of the ground with speed. Stormer chased Soarin for what seemed like hours. When they landed, Spades and Spitfire were talking, while Rainbow was sleeping on the bench that Stormer had been. "Aww come on, I called that bench." Stormer said, trotting up to the bench. "You wake her up, It's almost Showtime. No time for sleep." Spades said, pointing to Soarin.

Burn it to the ground

Blood, Bodies, weapons, all lying on the moist ground. Wreckage of vehicles scattered about. Senses returning. "Where the hell am I?" Stormer asked himself. He looked around, BlackCloaks surrounding him, weapons drawn. They all were smiling, as if they were about to have fun. Stormer drew his own weapon, only to have it knocked away by magic. "Shit" Stormer said to himself as the BlackCloaks moved in. "Let's hope I know enough." he murmured as purple sparks ignited in his hooves. He remembered his father's lessons, but the sparks faded. He saw a glimmer as a sword came towards him, the sword pierced his right wing. He looked at the attacker's face, seeing his old mate's face. He entered an enraged state, his whole body ignited into an awesome purple flame. He slammed into his attacker, reducing it to ash. The others backed off. "Oh hell no, you are not escaping!" he yelled, flames growing higher. "Same thing happened with his dad, they will die down soon, then strike, It's what worked for me." said the leader of the group. Stormer spinned towards him. "What the hell did you just say?!" he asked, in a calm voice. "It worked on your father, it should work on you." The leader said, lowering his hood. The memories came rushing at him.

"Don't lay a hoof on them!" Trail shouted, blue flames engulfing him. "Ok, no hoof." said the BlackCloak group leader. He revealed a pistol from his cloak, and at point-blank, shot Fluttershy. The entire area ignited in a blue fire array. "Bring out the other." he finished. At first was a clear view of his father, then dirt. Stormer tilted his head from the ground, and saw his mother lying dead on the ground. "Mo-mom?" he asked, refusing to believe what he saw. His father's flames died down, then from above a pegasus flew down, plunging a sword deep into Trail's skull. His eyes rolled back in their sockets. "Dad!" he screamed, flying to his father's body. "Should I kill the fillie?" said the pegasus who had killed his father. "No, leave him to die." said the leader, turning away. the pegasus dropped the sword on the ground as he lowered his hood. The face that was concealed was the same as the BlackCloak that was now before him.

"See the flames have died down, now strike!" he said, as Stormer returned from his memory. As they approached, the fires exploded, reducing all but the leader to ash. He reared back, afraid. "You have ruined my life, and by revealing yourself, you have allowed me the window to ruin yours." Stormer said, lifting off. The leader darted home, unaware of his follower. "We have to leave, now." He said, already packing. "A bit to late for that." Stormer said, landing gracefully in the doorway. The leader was literally kicked out of his home. As he turned to go back in, the house burst into flames. He plopped down, stared for a second and burst into tears. "Now all is even." The leader said, looking at the unsinged Pegasus walking from the building. "No, not even close, I grew up without parents, nowhere to go, you have somewhere, someone. Mark my words, this is just the beginning." The Pegasus said, lifting off the ground.

From my hand, to your heart.

"The few WhiteCloaks left will soon fall, and we shall be there when the once powerful empire does!" A Red cloaked pegasus said, facing to a crowd. The atrium was filled, and the doors burst open. "What's this about us falling?" said one of the ones who entered. The pegasus giving the speach's only reaction was; "Get them!". "Hey, can you hold these ones off, and I'll go for the head one here?" said the only WhiteCloak who had spoken. The other five nodded, and pulled out thier weapons. He liffted above the crowd, and calmly flew to the RedCloak. "I told you that I would ruin your life." the WhiteCloak said, pulling out a blunt object. Before the RedCloak could say anything he was struck by the object.

"Stormer, what the hell?! I'm fine a few weapons, but not a live prisoner!" Spades said, hooves in the air. "Oh shit, he is still alive?" Stormer said, dropping the RedCloak. "His eyes are open, he is breathing." Spades continued, pointing at the RedCloak. "Oh he's awake." Stormer said, grabbing the blunt object again. The RedCloak was hit again, knocking him out yet again.

"Soarin, I have a favor, WhiteCloak to WhiteCloak." Stormer said, talking to Soarin on the sidelines. "Yeah, What is it?" Soarin asked. "I need you to drop a RedCloak in the Desert." Stormer said. "Whatever." Soarin said, getting ready for his turn. "Come by Spade's to pick it up." Stormer said, laying down on the bench. Sleeping at the Young Flyer's Competition, No problem for the new Member. Well, a bit of a problem when he noticed a group of BlackCloaks wandering the stadium. He watched in an agonizing slow as one drew a rifle, aimed and fired. It seemed as if Stormer could see the bullet, and It's destination, Soarin. He watched as the bullet entered Soarin's skull. He crashed into the stands. Spitfire saw this and flew towards the dead body. Another shot, and it entered Spitfire's skull. Rainbow saw the BlackCloaks and darted towards them. Before the riflepony could react, Rainbow tackled him. "You BlackCloak Son of a bitch!" She screamed, snapping his neck. The others struggled to remove the screaming pony. Stormer rushed to the fight, the only knife he could conceal drawn. He attacked the BlackCloaks In a hectic matter, no particular attacks. He helped Rainbow Dash up. "Where's Sco when you need him?" Stormer said. "How would you kn- oh yeah, Trail's kid." Rainbow said, getting ready for a fight. Stormer handed Rainbow the knife. "You take those four. I'll take the RedCloak bastard." Stormer said, lifting up in the air. He pursued his target, Slamming him down into clouds, going through them. They fought, flying down towards the ground. Well more specifically, the Everfree Forest, and its sharp, tall trees. Before Stormer could react, he saw the RedCloak impaled on a tree, alongside him. As he lay impaled on the tree, he moved his head, looking around. When he looked in the distance, he saw the bit of pink that was the cottage. Then he looked over at the RedCloak, he saw the silver on the cloak, and he then knew who he killed. "Wow, chance." he muttured, blood coming out of his mouth. He saw the RedCloak slowly sliding down the tree slowly. Stormer looked up, and saw Rainbow and Spades flying down towards him. The two of them floated by the tree. "What's going to happen Rainbow?" Spades asked, looking at Stormer. "I-I'm going to give DarkBlade hell in the afterlife." Stormer coughed. "It's what Dad's doing, maybe even mom, now it's my turn." He finished, and smiled. "Trail's turn, Fluttershy's turn, now It's Stormer's turn." Rainbow said, and saluted. In seconds Stormer's body went limp. "Give 'em hell. Stormer, it's your turn." She finished.

I'ts my turn.

My body went limp, and I was at peace. When I opened my eyes, I was in a field. Flowers, plants, bodies, blood. They are all sights I have grown used to. On the other side of the field I see WhiteCloaks sitting there, some sleeping. As I put on my hood to join them, I feel something, a horn? That's not right, I feel around my body, my wings are still present. How the fuck had I become an alicorn? As I went over to the WhiteCloaks, I noticed thay were centered around a Bright light, a tall bright light. When I entered the circle, a heavenly voice emitted from the light: "Welcome Stormer". "How di-" I started. "I know All of my subjects." It said. "So that means you are-" I said. "WhiteEon. Yes Welcome to the Field." It said. "Where's Mom and dad, Why do I have a horn?" I asked overwhelmed. They are out fighting DarkBlade's forces. As for the horn, It shows that you did well on your WhiteCloak duties." It said, dimming. "Can I go see them?" I asked. "Just think to do it." It finished and dissapeared. I thought and was sent to a darker "Field". Next to me I saw Dad, on my Other side, Mom. Ahead I saw a shadow, and BlackCloaks. I saw the RedCloak that I had seen Moments before. Rainbow's words bounced around my head as I darted towards the shadow, horn glowing.

I know, horrible ending. This was honestly a side story to Trail Blazer/Fluttershy thing. To be honest the

Idea of a child was a suggestion. I'm usually up for suggestions. So yeah, umm until Im finished with

Black And White, When books aren't enough, or Lost Ponies I'm going to be a bit inactive.