Something came over him in that moment. Maybe it was adrenaline left over from the battle. He was feeling different. He stuck his hands in his pockets looking over this figure before him with a grin painted across his face.

“I hope you are at least seeing my good side." The tone of his voice was relaxed in front of this…being.

She wasn’t amused it would seem, turning to fully face him now. That red eye upon her veil stayed focused upon him. It felt as if that eye was trying to dig into his soul. Yet something in his very blood also enjoyed the idea of a challenge. This wasn’t like him. Yet he found enjoyment in this new feeling.

“Hope is a powerful thing.” The woman spoke. Her voice elegant in nature yet there was a fierceness to it. “When people unite against a common enemy they can form a powerful force. Which is why…” The glare of her eye deepen. “I will use every ounce of my power to snuff out any hope that exists. I will crush it with my full force.” The void under both of them rippled at her words.

Anon stood firm however, something within him was now egging him on to challenge this mighty figure. He could tell just by looking at her….that the strength she had was like an ocean. He didn’t know how deep that ocean was but, now for some reason he wanted to see how far he could push her if it came to it.

“I will give you one chance. Turn over the girl and walk away. Go back to your life. This is your first and final warning boy. Don’t…STAND AGAINST ME.”[She then flicked her wrist as if she was swatting a fly.

A maelstrom of winds blasted forward. Anon tried to hold his ground but, the force was too much. He was launched off his feet into the void above them. He swirled around into the vortex of winds when finally….his eyes shot open. Shooting up from the bed breathing heavily and sweating.

He winced as he felt a pain in his chest. Looking down he saw bandages around his chest and stomach that looped over the shoulder that got wounded. He looked over his body. He was still wearing pants which he was thankful for. Yet taking himself in he noticed his form had changed. His body was toned, more muscles and his finger nails looked more like claws now.

He felt it mentally too. Something had changed. He didn’t know if he should be worried or excited about it. The door to his room came open which caused his train of thought to be derailed. The person who entered shouted in delight. Looking over at the source, it was Twilight.

“ANON YOU’RE WAKE! THANK CELESTIA!” She rushed over to him putting the clothing she had in her hand down on the bed.

“How are your wounds? You were out cold all night.” She explained.

He looked over at the sunlight coming into the room via a window. The sun was just peaking on the horizon. It had to be early in the morning.

“What happened?” Anon asked rubbing the back of his neck. His body had a light ache to it.

“After you passed out. The village called all their doctors in…the ones they could spare at least. They fixed you up and we carried you in here to rest. You slept for close to half a day. The riders didn’t come back. I think you scared them off.” She paused. “What was that power you used? I'VE never seen anything like it.” She asked as the curious nature of her soul came through.

“I…I don’t know. Something just….came out of me ya know. I felt this pull from my body like it knew what to do.” Anon explained the best he could but, it was fuzzy to him.

“Well….” She just smiled. “Some of the women of the village made you some clothes while you slept. Get changed I think everyone wants to thank you.” Her tone was joyful as she patted the clothing and headed out of the room.

He just sighed. None of this made sense to him. He wanted answers to this power and why he was the one that was called here. With that resolve in mind he got dressed. Standing in front of a full length mirror he saw what was made for him.

A large brown trench coat styled like something you see in the old west. A long sleeved button up red shirt, a brown colored set of jeans and leather boots. The outfit fit him perfectly. He had never dressed like this before but, he thought he looked pretty good in it.

Stepping outside the log cabin putting his hand out until eyes adjusted to the light of the morning sun. He saw the crowd of people nearby. All of them began to cheer for him, some coming up to thank him as even Twilight clapped for their victory. It was overwhelming. He didn’t think he deserved all of this really. He was more so…trying to save his own skin and Twilight’s.

“Listen everyone…I am thankful but, I don’t think all of this is necessary.” Anon announced.

The elder stepped up to him with cane in hand leaning against it. “Sonny…you saved us. If it hadn’t been for you that brute would’ve taken our very way of life. You stood up when you didn’t have too. Risked your life for strangers. If that ain’t a hero….well I don’t know what is.” He explained. The crowd agreed with their elder.

Anon just sighed. The Elder walked closer to him. Reaching out an old hand out to him. “We ain’t got much too give you but, take this I have a feeling you will need it more than we do.” Handing over a pendant of some kind. It was a simple black string with a white owl carving looped through it. It looked very old.

“That has been passed down through out the generations of this village. It was said to be given by an ancient spirit of the forest to the first leader of our people. I hope it protects you.” He uttered.

When Anon took it in his hands a screen appeared beside him again reading:

“Item Obtained: Pendant of the Forest God. Effect: Unknown Equip item to use.”

He was curious about the item now but, his attention was brought elsewhere as the guards of the village cried once more. “ELDER, SILVERWIND HAS RETURNED.”

Upon the back of what Anon could only guess was a huge white long legged bird was a hooded rider. A mare with blue skin and a silver mane was upon the animal. She was an earth pony. She was dressed in a green hood and robes that covered up clothing that more match that of a ranger of the wilds. She came to a dead stop in front of the ground. The elder walked up to her waving over to Anon and Twilight to come over.

“You two meet our fastest scout. Silverwind. What news do you bring?” He asked.

“Nothing good Elder.” She turned her gaze to Twilight. “Princess….” She paused. “Princess. I saw one of your friends in Riverdale. The new general of that city was parading the one you call…Applejack around on a metal pole. She looked pretty banged up.” The Ranger stated.

The screen popped up again for Anon:

“Feral Instincts Activated.”

Anon nose picked up on something. A scent coming off the Ranger that wasn’t her own. Something was…off putting about that scent. He couldn’t put his finger on though.

“ARE YOU SURE IT WAS HER?” Twilight shouted to her.

“I saw her with my own eyes princess.” She replied calmly.

“THEN…WE HAVE TO GO SAVE HER.” Twilight said looking towards Anon.

Author's Note

Hello everyone.

Sorry for wait on this chapter. I kind of hurt my foot and been in good amount of pain. I still kind of hurt but, I got chapter done. I am doing ok. -w-b Again I love feed back comments as well. TIME FOR ANOTHER VOTE:

1. Anon tries to convince Twilight to speak aid from her Master first [50 percent change of failure due to low charisma.) 2. Anon tries to convince Twilight to go without aid further aid from Silverwind. She doesn't smell right [50 percent change of failure due to low charisma] 3. Equip the item and head into forest. Tell Twilight you will catch up with them in the city. 4. Something in Anon Blood is calling him to mountains. Will he answer the call and tell Twilight he will meet her at the city. 5. Agree with Twilight and head towards the city with her and Silverwind.