Captain's Travels

The incident between Gilda and Captain had long since passed; now the day of departure for Canterlot had arrived. In honor of this special occasion, Captain decided to change into the outfit that Rarity had made him, a pair of black denim pants, and a neon yellow cotton shirt.

"He Captain, why did you ask Rarity to make you such a strange color combination?" asked Spike.

"Well I asked for the shirt because wearing bright colors makes one look more approachable, and as for the pants, well black goes with everything doesn't it."

"I guess."

"Come on everybody's waiting for us."

The man and lizard then exited the library, making sure to lock it up. Captain, being ever paranoid, took his hatchet just in case. The two made their way to the Ponyville train station where the six were waiting for them. After a trip through the bustling streets of the quaint little town Captain and Spike arrived at the hoary train station. The Mane Six sat on their rumps twiddling their hooves waiting for the two to arrive with mixed enthusiasm.

"Took you guys long enough," said Rainbow Dash from atop a cloud.

"Sorry, Captain here took longer than expected to get dressed," Spike retorted flatly.

"Are you insinuating that my clothing was sub-par?" asked Rarity.

"No that's not it at all, I'm just saying that-"

"I may have put on a pound or two since we took the measurements. All of these baked goods aren't good for me," interrupted Captain.

"Well if that's the case then I'd be more than happy to make any alterations necessary."

"No need to worry yourself Rarity I think I'll just run a few laps around town."

"Would you slackers quit jawing the train's here already!" said a clearly annoyed Rainbow.

"Nice save," whispered Spike.

"Anytime shorty."

The train pulled into the station with an awful hiss and screech. The train itself, however, appeared to be made of candy, and cookie dough, much like most of the rest of the architecture in Ponyville. The interior of the train appeared normal, a few benches in coach, and more private cars towards the back, and a few select compartments in the middle. The princess had reserved the group a private car in the rear.

The eight took seats, and began to chat idly, waiting for the train to depart again. With a rumble and a shake, the train took off for Canterlot. The hours rolled by with the scenery, Captain occasionally asking Twilight to charge his phone while his music played.

The Canterlot station was much grander than the one in Ponyville. White marble walls with immaculately polished tile werr what Captain could see. The grand clock hanging from the ceiling read ten o' clock.

The eight gathered their bags, and made their way down the grand hall. With a wobbly step Captain followed behind Twilight.

"Are you alright?" Asked Fluttershy at his right.

"Fine, just a bit dizzy. I'm not used to being this high above sea-level," the man replied with a grin.

"I would be more surprised if you were feeling well."

"I'm sure I'll be fine, after all I've got you here to look after me. Don't I?" he asked slyly.

"J-just don't push yourself too hard okay."

"Okay."

The steep incline of the streets was reeking havoc on Captain despite his deep breathing exercises. Soon enough however their destination came into view, an enormous castle jutting out out of the side of the mountain. The castle itself was topped with painted spires, and even from that distance Captain could make out large gardens on either side. However the things that intimidated him were easily the hundreds of steps leading from the street to the castle courtyard.

Between his current, and final destination stood a procession of sorts. An alabaster unicorn stallion with a blond mane, and a compass cutie-mark.

"Who's that guy?" asked Captain.

"That, Captain, would be Prince Blueblood," Rarity said through grinding teeth, "come let us go look for the servants entrance."

"What? Why?"

"He wouldn't find that an appealing prospect, I suspect. He is far too conceited to allow anypony less than the princess herself to pass while he is primping his ego."

"Maybe if I ask nicely he'll let us through," Captain said naively as he took a step forward.

"Aren't you going to stop him?" asked Twilight.

"Why, I suspect that this may lead to a bit of comeuppance for Blueblood," Rarity said with a  malicious smile

"Fine," Twilight huffed, "but if he gets in trouble I'm blaming you."

"Duly noted, now hush darling, the show's about to start."

Captain approached the fancy stallion,  sure that he would be kind, and receptive.

"Good morning," Captain said jovially, "I was wondering if you would be so kind as to move for a few minutes so that we may get to the castle expediently."

"Egads, is that repugnant monstrosity attempting to communicate with me?" he asked a gold clad guard to his left.

"It would appear so Prince Blueblood," the guard replied sternly.

"As I said before, would you kindly step aside for a moment so that me and my friends may pass," Captain said, gesturing to the rest of his party.

Blueblood's eyes scanned the group, and locked onto Rarity.

"I am a prince, how dare you ask something of me you pissant, much less with that harlot nipping at your heels. Your request is denied, now leave before I have the guards dispose of you properly."

Captain looked over Blueblood's shoulder,  and caught the eye of a guard who only returned his look with a wink.

"I don't give a hairy horse-shit about royalty, and how dare you speak that way about my friend, now get out of my way before I lose my temper."

"Take yourself, and that tramp away from here at once,"

Captain didn't budge.

"Guards remove this foul creature at once," shouted Blueblood, but the guards had mysteriously vanished.

The prince's horn now glowed with a golden aura as he prepared a knockout spell. A blast of magic struck Captain in the chest, and he took it without a twitch.

"Didn't you know that magic doesn't affect me the same way it does you?" Captain jeered.

"What kind of monster are you?" Blueblood asked as Captain took out his hatchet.

"Run," Captain whispered. Blueblood bolted faster than Rarity thought possible with a livid man barely a step behind.

"Run, run, run you little sausage, I'm only going to eat you, and then kill you," Captain shouted as Blueblood rounded a corner. A second later, and so did the human.

Sitting at a cafe, Lyra sipped on a cup of mint tea. She had come to Canterlot to preform with the symphony for a few days. Today practice had ended quickly, and she had decided to treat herself a bit today for such hard work.

A sweaty panting Blueblood raced by, with a voice in the distance shouting... something. As the source came closer she could make out what the voice was saying.

"I'll skull-fuck you until you bleed semen you little bastard," it said, followed by a person wielding a hammer-like object.

"Check please.'

Octavia sat in the park enjoying the fine spring day, as she sat in the shade of a tree, her cello case sitting idly by. She briefly pondered wether she should pull out her instrument,  and play for a bit, but quickly dismissed the idea for now.

A shrill shriek interrupted her leisure time. Looking up she saw the prince charge at her. Blueblood took hold of her, his forleg wrapped around her neck, and sweat dripping off of his body. He pulled her tightly against the tree as he spoke.

"If you wish to make it out of this unscathed, don't move a muscle."

"W-what are you going to do to m-me?" Octavia had heard of this sort of thing happening in the rougher parts of the world, but never did she imagine that it would happen to her, much less in the middle of the day at the park. When she closed her eyes hoping that it would all go away, a voice rang out.

"Drop the mare you bastard, and take your ass-kicking like a man."

Octavia saw the strangest sight she had ever laid eyes on, a tall figure standing on its hindlegs. Its top half was yellow, and its bottom black.

"No, you're a monster,"

"And you sir are a ruffian and a scoundrel. Now let her go before I'm forced to end your lineage."

"Do you see," Blueblood whispered into her ear, "he's trying to kill me."

"Who ever said kill," the figure said, "I meant castrate."

The figure's statement caused a puddle to form on the ground.

"Last warning Blueblood."

"No y-"

Blueblood didn't finish because a whirring chunk metal cut off him, and a tip of his ear off before burying itself deep within the bark of the tree. Blueblood dropped her, and clutched his ear for a moment before scrambling off.

"Are you alright? What's your name?" the figure asked as he extended a hand to help her up.

"My name's Octavia, thank you for that," she replied as she got back onto her hooves.

"Good to hear, and don't thank me, I'm the one making Blueballs piss himself all over Canterlot," he said with a smirk.

"It was only a matter of time before he snapped, and what is your name sir?"

"They call me Captain," he said before rushing off after Blueblood.

Vinyl Scratch levitated some equipment from a case, and began to connect wires into plugs. She looked out over the hall, tables had been set up and an arch adorned the far wall. She was DJing for a wedding today as a favor to a friend. The tables were all topped with beautiful crystal center pieces, and rows upon rows of chairs sat nearby. Placing her headphones on, she started the turn-tables and turned the volume to max. She saw a few wires poking loose under the set-up, and carefully bent down to fix them. The repairs took several minutes, and some minor shocks, but eventually she was satisfied with the results.

As she stood, she gaped at the horror before her. Tables were upturned, a few reduced to splinters. Several of the crystal centerpieces were shattered, and covered in red. What she hoped were water, and ketchup mixed in pools on the floor. Scorch marks lined the walls, and chairs sat twisted out of shape. The arch that had stood so proudly at the opposite side of the hall was now a smouldering pile of ash.

Quickly, and quietly Vinyl made her escape.

Shining Armor had been told by the princess to expect strange visitors, but he had begun to worry. He had heard strange rumours concerning a fleeing Blueblood, and some sort of monster chasing him. The chance that there was a threat was bad enough, but the fact that it was Blueblood was no surprise seeing as how most of the kingdom wanted him dead.

In the name of caution Shining dispatched two of his best pegasus guards, Thunderdrop and Blitzkrieg. Both had been armed with a blowgun,  and enough tranquilizer to take down a manticore.

Thunderdrop and Blitzkrieg flew high over the capitol searching for any signs of trouble. Not much appeared save for a rather strange trail of destruction, and the accounts of several ponies along the way. The trail that they had been following led up a stairwell,  and to the roof of a building. There they found their targets. Blueblood's normally perfect mane was frazzled, he was panting heavily, and more than a few spots showed blood. The beast was doing slightly better his forearms showed first degree burns, and his shirt was covered in holes, and soot.

Blueblood was currently bucking the bipedal beast in the chest. It did little damage if any.

"That the best you got Blueballs? I know mares who hit harder," the monster taunted.

"You sadistic son of a whore. How is it that you're not dead yet?" Blueblood yelled as his horn flared, and fired a torrent of flame.

The beast ducked out of the way before the attack hit, and closed the distance between the two in an instant.

"You wanna know why?" he roared as he raised his weapon high over Blueblood's head. "It's because I'm a fucking monster!"

The two guards had seen enough, and fired a volley into the beast's back with a soft pfft. It fell immediately.

"What the hell were you two doing there looking pretty. When we return to the castle I'll be sure to have you two scrubbing toilets until retirement," the prince snarled.

Thunderdrop and Blitzkrieg exchanged a glance, and another set of pfft's were heard followed by a thud.

Captain awoke in a dark cell with wrought iron bars covering the entrance. He stood up, an immediately regretted it as his head swam, and his stomach threatened to expel its contents. He looked around, and saw a few tough looking ponies sitting on benches. Looking past the bars, he saw a unicorn guard, and asked a question.

"Guard, what am I in here for?"

"The attempted murder of prince Blueblood," he replied stoically.

"So," he looked at the other ponies in the cell, "what are you guys in here for?"

"The attempted murder of prince Blueblood," the guard said again.

"Wait, so there's an entire cell full of people who want to murder Blueballs?"

"Oh my no," he chuckled at himself, "this is the Blueblood wing."

"Oh. So you guys got any good stories?" Captain asked.

"... and that day I learned that handcuffs lock in place, and rotate," Captain told his fellow prisoners.

"Human," barked the guard, "come with me."

The guard led Captain to out of the cell, up some stairs down long twisting hallways, and finally to a set of double doors.

"The princess wishes to have words with you. Behave yourself lest you wish to find yourself in a shallow grave."

"Noted."

The doors were engulfed in a field of sunlight, and creaked open. There sitting atop a massive throne was Princess Celestia herself.

Her eyes were stern yet gentle as she beckoned Captain forward.

"Good afternoon Captain, please have a seat, we have some things to discuss."

This wont be good for my health, Captain thought to himself.

"The incident with Blueblood today has confirmed my suspicions."

"And what would those be exactly?"

"Firstly, that you suffer strange twists on conventional magic. Secondly, I have also seen that you are a defender of most, and don't suffer selfishness of Blueblood's level. Although few can."

"So what does this mean to me?"

"It means that we cannot send you back to your world with conventional magic, and that you will be excellently suited for the task I have in mind."

"What would that be?"

"Helping the Elements of Harmony in retrieving some special keys. We don't know what they are, or where they are located, but we have our top scholars looking into it. When the time comes, I shall inform you of the whereabouts, and then send you to retrieve them. Does that sound acceptable?"

"Nothing in this life comes without a price, so what is yours."

"I have lived for thousands of years, I have moved past most of my desires for material possessions. I do hope that you can accept that this is simply a sign of goodwill."

"Alright," he said as he extended a hand, "we have a deal."

Celestia took his hand in her hoof, and shook.

"I have a room prepared for you as well as the rest of the Elements of Harmony."

"Speaking of which, where are they?"

"I believe that Twilight is conducting some research regarding the location of a powerful tome on enchanting, as for everypony else I do believe that they scattered around Canterlot when you chased after Blueblood."

"I don't suppose I could take a nap right quick?"

"Of course, Captain I shall have a maid lead you to your quarters."

"Whatever happened to Blueballs anyways?"

"He is in the infirmary in critical condition, fret not he was apparently injected with a large quantity of tranquilizers, and will not recover for a few days at least."

"Alright thank you fot the information I'll see you later."

With that, Captain was led away by an earth pony maid.