The life and times of an Everfree mystery

The ponies were gathered in a bush, looking at a creature they had never seen before. It was wearing clothing and was as tall as Luna, but they dared not go near it, for they had no clue whether it was friendly or not. They waited, and waited, eventually the creature started to stir.

Now, our little courier was well aware of his onlookers, and figured the eyes he saw in the darkness were just some harmless wild animal. The eyes had no hate or eagerness in them, they just seemed curious about our little courier, but he noticed something wrong with this picture. In the background, approaching the bush, was a colossal dragon. He didn't know how such a creature existed, but knew that it meant trouble.

In the bush, our ponies were none the wiser. They kept their gaze on the creature. The creature stood up and faced the ponies. He unzipped his hoodie, and a gust of wind pulled it off him and the clothing flew off with the wind. Then he pulled up a rag back up from his neck and over his nose, effectively covering the lower half of his face and neck. The creature before them lowered his head and looked directly at the ponies. It could only be described as terrifying to them, the creature was clad in all black and his eyes shone a wild blue. Then he jumped backward and disappeared into the leaves.

Our little courier acted with haste, he knew that whatever happy creatures were in that bush were about to be turned into stir fry by a creature that doesn't exist, and he wasn't going to let that happen. He grabbed a knife out of his satchel and a few explosives, and sprinted toward the right flank of the dragon.

"Uh... did that thing just look at us?" asked a slightly worried Rainbow.

"Yeah, did it look kinda scary to you?" responded Twilight.

"No. Well... kinda, it just disappeared out of nowhere," said a slightly flustered Rainbow.

Then, our little ponies heard a stick break and some leaves rustle to their left. It was the creature, but it was holding a shiny blade in its right hand now; luckily for them, it wasn't them its eyes were fixed on. They all turned to see what the creature was sprinting toward. They then wished they hadn't, because the thing it was sprinting toward was the biggest dragon any of them had ever seen, including Luna, who was now so scared herself that there was sweat dripping from her brow.

Our little courier wasn't scared in the slightest though; just worried he wouldn't distract the beast fast enough. You see, our little courier has no sense of self-preservation when other lives were at stake; that's one reason he does all his jobs solo. Another thing about our little courier that you probably didn't know is that he doesn't do courier jobs exclusively. Espionage, thievery, reconnaissance, assassination, and party catering are just a few things on a long list of jobs he has done for any number of private and military organizations. So, what's that mean for the dragon? I know a word that comes to mind...pain.

Our little ponies watched the creature sprint toward the beast. Then, the creature threw three small pellets at the Dragon. The pellets exploded, tearing away some scales. The dragon cried out in anger, and searched for the creature. Our little courier had climbed his way up a tree with world record speed, as if he never stopped sprinting, and was running across a large tree branch, straight toward the dragon. He flung himself toward the beast, and as he did so the dragon unleashed his flames at our little courier. The courier flew through the flames, and landed on the top of the dragon. He rolled, distributing his weight across the dragon’s head, and as he started to slide down the dragon’s neck, he buried his knife deep into the creature’s scales. The dragon roared in pain and flung his tail upward, just as our little courier was sliding down said appendage. The dragon darted away in fear of another attack, and our little courier had a bird’s-eye view of the spectacle as he soared well above the forest canopy.

"Son of a BITCH!" our little courier screamed as he realized that he was well over a hundred plus feet above the ground, with no safe way down.

Our little ponies were still trying to process what happened. They stared at the creature, who was now a black dot against a blue background, and wondered why it took on the dragon, and more importantly, how the buck it won. They all just kept staring at the creature as it was falling toward the ground, expecting it to do something, like fly away gracefully with a pair of hidden wings. But the creature kept falling. "Ah don't think that thing can fly," said an entranced Applejack.

The ponies kept staring, and then the creature crashed through the trees and hit the ground, hard, just a couple of meters in front of them. What, you didn't expect Rainbow Dash to fly up and save him, or Luna to use some powerful spell to catch him, did you?

Our little courier waited a few seconds, and when he didn't feel any pain, he knew he was in bad shape. He tried to pick himself up, but he fell over on his side. He settled for sitting up. He pressed against his chest and looked his limbs over. "Son of a bitch," he said to himself. He had a couple of broken ribs, his left arm was bent the wrong way, and his right leg was backward. "Whoever I saved better be gra..." he was about to say grateful, but instead he coughed up some blood. He looked toward the sun, and then passed out.

"Uh, that thing talked," said Pinkie.

"Yeah," responded Luna.

"That thing saved us," said Rarity.

"Yep," responded Luna.

"I don't think that thing's limbs were that shape before, and I know it shouldn't be bleeding so much," said the scientist pony.

"I agree," said a shocked Luna.