When two worlds meet. Beginnings.

The first one to react was Samuel. He inmediatly got up and started shouting at the ugly things, which made them stop in their tracks. Even though those things had really long arms, they were still shorter than all of them, including Alfredo. They were about chest height, so our group had an advantage in that area. Still, one of them still had fucking brass knuckles, who was the one to recover the fastest. It growled even louder, and with its tiny feet it continued its advance, closing in the distance. The sun was almost set, and they wouldn’t be able to see them if it got too dark. The rest of the boys also got up, and they started shouting at the things as well.The thing saw this, and they started surrounding the group. They circled the group between the little cliff and themselves, and each one of them had two boys.

“Boys, they’re surrounding us,” exclaimed Gabriel.

“Really? How could you tell,” replied Samuel with snark.

“The one with the metal slabs! Brass knuckles! Each two of us have one of them! Who handles the one with the weapon,” said Felipe with a bit of a shaky voice.

“Hugo and I can handle that one! That guy seems to be the toughest,” said Julio with a bit of confidence. “Are you alright with that, Hugo?”

Hugo gave a quick chuckle. “You think I’ll chicken out on the toughest one? What do you take me for? A French?”

“Well, you do have that fucking club, and he’s got knuckles on, so it balances it out,” said Gabriel while still glaring at the ugly thing in front of him. “Also, I better go with Felipe, since he isn’t too strong.”

“So that leave me and Sebastián with this one,” asked Alfredo while raising his fist in a defensive manner.

“Alright, I’ll also gang up towards the one that Felipe and Gabriel have,” said Samuel while tucking his glasses in his pocket. “I’m fighting with them since the one they have seems the second toughest one, and Felipe doesn’t know how to fight.”

The things had already surrounded them well enough between the cliff. The fall from the little cliff wouldn’t kill them, but it would hurt like a bitch. The boys moved around so that everyone was facing the thing that they where assigned to fight. Each one of the dog looking things were now barking, and they were ready to strike at any second.

Julio and Hugo both were in a stance close to the ground, and the latter was anxiously caressing his weapon. The little group of three boys, Samuel, Gabriel and Felipe, were sizing up their opponent, and looked ready to fight. Sebastián and Alfredo were against the smallest one, but it still had gigantic arms that could give quite the wallop, so they had to be careful. All of them had to.

The first one to attack was the one with the brass knuckles. He did an impressive jump to cross the distance. Well, impressive if one took into account the tiny legs that it had, which meant that even if the jump was impressive for the tiny size of the legs, it still wasn’t much. Both boys reacted quickly, and they stepped out of the way. The creature was going for a downward-striking punch, much like a hammer, and it hit the ground both were just in. Hugo saw and opportunity to hit it, since it stood still for a moment, he did a fast sprint forward and he went for an upward swing with his stick, but, to Hugo’s surprise, the thing punched the incoming club away with the brass knuckle that wasn’t on the ground, leaving him stunned.

The thing saw this opening, hunched down to jump at him and he tried to pin Hugo to bite it with its maws, but he couldn’t seal the deal since Julio kicked him in its back, which made it crie in surprise and sent it running past Hugo, who had already recovered from the scare, and he hit the running foe in the stomach rather weakly, since he couldn’t put a lot of strength behind it. At most, it was just a cheeky little hit, but it did sting, which was what he was looking for. The thing ran for a bit, and almost fell down the little cliff, but it managed to regain control and glared back at the two boys growling and flexing its muscles.

The others weren’t faring as well. Sebastián got hit with a powerful haymaker by the shortest one, which send him flying a foot from the ground, and it was quite the hit, since Sebastián clutched his arm with a painful expression. But Sebastián was saved thanks to Alfredo, since he came in running and straight up punched the thing on its chest with all his strength and might. The thing grabbed its chest and gasped for breath, and was falling backward, not able to find footing. This gave Alfredo enough time to check on Sebastián, and he was fine and ready to go back to the fight. He was lying on the floor and was still grabbing his arm, which was now bruised and inflated, but he was willing to go back.

After helping Sebastián get up, Alfredo saw that the thing still couldn’t find a foothold an was still falling backwards, looking quite goofy. It was bizarre. Why was that thing still falling backwards. It finally fell flat on its back, and gasped for air while on the ground. That was weird. A normal dude would have inmediatly found the foothold back, but this thing didn’t stop until it fell on its ass.

The other group were faring a bit better. They had the thing surrounded, and they would hit it whenever it put its back onto one of the three boys, but it was still dangerous as shit, and it would erratically turn around whenever it could. In fact, Felipe almost fucking died, since the thing had jumped on him very quickly and almost mauled him to death, but Gabriel and Samuel kicked the thing on its ribs rather strongly. While the thing was on top of him, Felipe put his forearm in the thing’s neck so that it wouldn’t bite him, yet he still got scratched on his sides. It wasn’t a problem, though, since those claws were blunt and not really meant for tearing apart. After a bit of struggle, Felipe threw the thing off him to the side thanks to the help of his friends and their kicks.

So now they had the thing surrounded, and were a bit more sure about themselves. In fact, the thing looked a lot more nervous now, since it’s ears were pointing down and it was whining and barking rapidly, all while shaking. But it still didn’t back off, so the little group still kicked it or punched it on the back at every opportunity.

The thing with the brass knuckles heard the barks, but it barked back rather aggressively, and it even started drooling along the growls directed towards the two strong boys. It started running towards them at full speed. It wasn’t super fast, since it had those short legs, but it was still pretty fast. Hugo glanced at Julio and grinned at Julio, who gave Hugo a questioning look.

Hugo stepped forward and grabbed the club with both hands, and had a posture similar to the guy who has the baseball bat in a baseball game, and tauntingly swang his club up and down to draw the things attention. It apparently worked, since it ran even faster. Hugo wanted this. The thing was putting his arms in a defensive manner, protecting all the upper area while running. When the thing was around five meters from Hugo, he readied the weapon, but instead of swinging it, he threw it at the feet of the charging foe with all of his strength. It hit it in the knees point blank. The thing yelled in pain, it stumbled forwards and rolled on the ground. The two boys moved of of the way, and Julio was running towards it, while Hugo went for his weapon.

The rolling thing stopped rolling, and Julio started stomping at the downed opponent, and Hugo came back with its weapon and started wacking at the thing on the ground with it. The thing stood on the ground for a good five seconds, and then it started screaming and scrambling on the ground, an it tried to run from the beating. To get out of there as fast as possible, it dropped off its brass knuckles and ran on all fours, doing those crying sounds that dogs do when they just got their shit kicked in. The other two saw that their leader was running and limping away, and also decided to get out. The one that was surrounded by Gabriel, Samuel and Felipe scattered as fast as possible between a little open space purposefully left there so that it could scape, also running while whimpering. The only one that did not cry was the one that Alfredo and Sebastián fought against, and it looked rather angry, pointing its finger at Alfredo specifically and, surprisingly, shouting “Dead! You are dead!”, with a really gruff voice, which left Alfredo stunned.

“Know your fucking place, bitch,” shouted Julio at the retreating things.

“Is everyone okay,” asked Felipe worryingly.

Sebastián groaned a bit, but he smiled it off. “I’m fine, it just stings like a bitch. I got hit by that fucker, and, I kid you not, I was a foot in the air. I’m glad that it hit me on the shoulder.”

“Hey Alfredo, are you okay,” asked Hugo towards the boy, and he moved his hand in front of his eyes for a bit.

That threw him off his stupor. “Yeah, I’m good. I just never hit something that hard before in my life.”

Hugo playfully hit him on his shoulder. “No problem man. I never hit someone with a stick before.”

“Oh, shit,” exclaimed Julio rather excited.

“What’s up bro,” asked Gabriel.

“Look at this shit! This is fucking awesome,” and, indeed, it was. What he had where the brass knuckles that the thing had. Well, brass knuckles might be a bit of a broad term, more akin to slabs of metal, but the functionality was still the same. Julio put them on with glee, and they fit perfectly. They were a bit uncomfortable, but for what they represented it was worth it.

“I’m going to punch the shit out of my opponents!”

“Oh, Jesus Christ,” muttered Samuel while smiling. “You know that anime is for gays!”

“Shut your nazi mouth, Samuel! I can punch everyone that messes with me, and you are no exception,” shot back Julio.

“Anyways, what were those things? They don’t remind me of anything in mythology,” commented Gabriel.

“I don’t know, but they acted just like a dog would do. They even whimper like one when they are hit,” said Hugo.

“So what, do we call them ‘dog mans’? Or what do we call them,”added Sebastián.

“How about ‘dessert dogs’, since we are in an arid place and they are dogs,” suggested Felipe.

“We’ll think of something better, but let’s leave that one as a placeholder. And I don’t know about you guys, but all that fighting left me starved. Who wants some apples,” said Gabriel cheerily, and the group cheered in agreement. Except one.

“Alfredo, are you really okay? You are looking into nothing,” said Hugo with even more worry.

Alfredo pointed a finger towards the sunset. “What is that?”

“What is what,” asked Hugo, and he squinted his eyes towards the barely visible sunset, that was almost gone now. But it was right. There was something there. Hugo dropped his smile, and started squinting his eyes more and watching for every movement.

It was something weird. It was black, and it was barely noticeable, almost invisible. But it was slowly, very slowly getting more and more decipherable, since it appeared to be getting closer. Then Hugo noticed something. There were more than one, and they were definitely coming this way.

“Guys? I think something is coming this way,” plainly said Hugo.

“Huh? What do you mean,” asked Gabriel with his mouth full.

Alfredo kept his finger where it was pointing at. “It means that.”

The rest of the group stopped eating, got up and looked at whatever Hugo and Alfredo where looking at. And they also saw it. There were lots of them, something similar to little boxes floating in the sky, and they were coming this way. Then, the most terrifying imagery that these teenagers ever saw so far in their lives presented itself.

It was the ponies. The flying ones, of course. And there were dozens of them. And not only that, but there were even more only flying, without pulling a chariot, and they seemed to have nets on their hooves, just hanging there maliciously. It looked as if the very sun was spewing them out, as a vengeful last will to annihilate all life, and, in this case, being directed at the group of humans.

They all only thought one thing.

“RUN,” they all shouted.

They packed up their belongings and ran as fast as they could.

It wasn’t enough.

__________________________________________________________________________________________________________

“Princess Celestia. The objectives were captured and are right now in the cellar rooms. You can now enter,” informed a threstal guard mare.

“Excellent. I’ll arrive as quickly as possible,” Celestia responded. She wasn’t supposed to say ‘as quickly as possible’, since it implied hurry, and thus less power, but she didn’t really care about that at the moment. This were exciting news, and she could barely contain herself.

The threstal mare saluted and signed off, leaving Celestia alone. And, instead of waiting some useless five minutes that she usually did to seem that she was in complete control to no one that was watching, she made her way towards the cellars.

She still held her head high, of course. She was the princess of the sun, after all! She regally walked in her full attire of golden hooves and crown. She wanted to delight her ‘guest’, since she would be the last thing they ever see.

The entrance to the cellars was guarded by two guards with spears, which bowed down as soon as they saw them and let her through. Celestia barely even noticed that they were there, and she made her way through the snail-like stairs. At the bottom of the stairs was an old wooden door with metal bits, which was the entrance to the cellars, and was also guarded by six ponies with spears. They also bowed and escorted her towards the cell room where all of the prisoners where in, with one being the guide.

The air was musty and a bit damp, with rotting parts of hay from the hay beds. She continued her little walk until she was presented to the cell that contained these strange beings. She smiled and patted something that she had in a little special bag on her side adorned with gold and diamonds. She then requested the door to be open, and the metals bars where now wide open. She grinned, straightened up her back and walked in.

“Hello, my little beings,” she said towards the creatures that were barely visible in the cell with a big ol’ smile.