The Wrong Stallion

by Trigger_Finger

Apple Farm

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Wright lay back against the wall of the cattle car, he had hit a slight slope and used it like a jump to land the Harley inside the cattle car, which was now parked on the other side of the cattle car. Lucky his that there was a rifle boot, basically a holster for rifles on a motorcycle, which is where he currently had his Spas holstered. He leaned his head back and drifted off into his dreams.

His dreams were once again disturbed by the memories of the day he lost his farm. “Ah but you see you have to accept our challenge, it’s the law” Flam told him and they began to sing a rant. Wright snarled and began to pull out his double barrel but unlike what really happened Trixie hurled a bottle of Molotov at his house and the house burst into flames. Several burning beams of word landed on him and he was pinned underneath the burning debris. “Help me” Wright called out to the ponies in the crowd, once his faithful friends that had bought lemonade from him, now turned their backs to him.

Pain seared through his body as he felt the burning debris burn his skin. He let out a pained holler and through the tears that now blurred his vision he saw the Flim and Flam brothers laughing together and pointing at Wright. Wright let out a terrifying roar and burst from the confines of the burning debris, Flim let out a high pitch scream as Wright unholstered his custom revolver and plugged a .357 magnum round into his skull, his head exploded in a burst of skull and brain pieces which landed on his brother. Wright tackled Flam to the ground. Tossing his revolver away Wright began to punch Flam in face, breaking his nose and bruising his eye and cutting open his lip.

Suddenly a dark blue aurora encased Wright and he was torn off from Flam, “shit Trixie” Wright swore to himself but rather than the magician mare, an alicorn with a deep blue, almost transparent, flowing mane stepped forward. Her fur was dark navy blue and she was kind of cute, but Wright was too enraged to care.

With tremendous strength and defiance he unholstered his second revolver and pointed it directly at Luna’s head. “Please don’t” she said calmly and it was almost as if her words calmed Wright. She released him from her spell and he fell to the ground, he landed on his hooves and realized that time had seemed to stop. “We know that you seek revenge from the brothers of Flim and Flam but be warned, do not under estimate the blue magician known as Trixie. She may seem like a simple trickster but she is very powerful and should be regarded as so” Luna warned Wright picked up both his pistols.

“Guess you’re here to tell me not to kill them right?” Wright asked and she looked off into the distance of the dream world, “Our sister would have us tell you to stop but we know that you’re true of heart and however harsh your actions may be your cause is true, we see that better than any-pony” Luna told him and Wright scrunched his nose.

“What’s with the we thing?” Wright asked and Luna took an embarrassed step back “We apologize for the un-comfortableness that our speech brings you” She apologized and Wright stepped forward “Nah, it’s kind of… unique, I like that” Wright said with a wink and Luna blushed. “We… I was once nightmare moon and when… I was separated it was like we weren’t completely separated and sometimes it is almost like she is still here with us” Luna informed Wright who took a bold step forward and wrapped his foreleg around her neck.

Looking into her eyes he asked “so… what do you think I should do?” Wright asked and she returned his gaze, “We…I believe you should follow your heart, it will lead you to the right choices” Luna told him and he nodded and took his foreleg off her and walked over to Trixie. “So how do I beat her is the question” Wright said aloud and suddenly a vision blurred through his mind.

“To all land owners selling market goods, if you are challenged to a competition duel for most quality and quantity production for land rights the owner must accept these terms, signed Princess Celestia” Trixie said outloud so every-pony could hear. “That’s it” Wright exclaimed and hoped up on the train thing.

“What is it?” Luna asked and Wright grabbed the scroll, he brought it down to Luna. “They forged the princess’s signature, that’s royal forgery… isn’t that a massive offence?” Wright asked and Luna nodded. “Then this is our ticket” Wright said and smiled to Luna. She stepped forward to look at the scroll, she had a beautiful aroma that filled Wright’s nose and made him feel rather at ease. “This could work… uhm are you okay?” Luna asked, taking notice of Wright’s gaze and Wright shook off the feeling “Yeah, yeah… I’m fine, well Luna looks like this is it eh?” Wright asked and she nodded “indeed, may someday our paths cross again, but in better times” she said and Wright took one last daring move and leaned forward and kissed the princess on the cheek.

Luna blushed, “May we ask why you did that?” Luna asked and Wright chuckled “Well you said follow your heart and besides this is a dream you’re not really here right” Wright chuckled but she blushed. “Oh… eh well at least I’m following my heart and besides I guess I owe yah one” Wright laughed but suddenly the dream started fading away, Wright’s mind faded out and the last words he heard from Luna were “you will soon face your greatest fears”, whatever that meant.

Wright awoke rather peacefully and saw a small town come up over the horizon, he got up and stretched and figured best to be ready to depart as soon as he could. He remembered the scroll and reached into his coat pocket and grabbed the cell phone he had taken from Romeo, though it had been covered in blood he had taken it anyway. He dialed the number for Celestia, the phone rang for a moment then a pony picked up. “Royal castle, how may I” a voice on the other end began but Wright cut him off “Just put Celestia on the line” Wright barked and the voice stayed silent for a moment. “May I ask who’s speaking?” the voice asked and Wright rolled his eyes “just tell her it’s him and she’ll know who it is” Wright ordered.

The pony on the other line raced to Celestia who had spent the last 7 hours sleepless trying to figure out where Wright may be headed next. He handed her the phone, “Who is it?” Celestia asked and the guard stepped back “It’s him” he replied and Celestia brought the phone up to her ear “Wright?” she asked. There was a moment pause “Celestia they forged your signature” Wright told her.

Celestia was taken back by the comment “What?” she asked curiously and Wright rolled his eyes “In the scroll that they bring with them they forged your signature to make it look like you made it mandatory to accept their challenges” Wright told her and she gasped. “Listen, Wright… that is royal for forgery and with that evidence we can bring them to court and charge them with a federal crime, but to do that you cannot under any circumstances harm them do you understand?” Celestia ordered him.

Wright looked out the cattle car door and saw the small town coming over the horizon. He tossed the cell phone out the cattle car door as his answer to her. “Shit” Celestia yelled and pointed to one of the guards “trace that call” she ordered, “We’re already on it ma’am” a guard replied.

Wright sat on the Harley and started it up, the chopper was easily faster than the train and he had to hurry up and find the brothers before Celestia stopped him, her brand of justice may be justifiable but it didn’t make up for what they did. Wright revved the chopper then squealed the back tire and let go of the brakes. The chopper flew out the cattle car and onto a dirt trail, he raced the chopper into the town.

The town was somewhat like the last town except that nearly no-pony in town wore any clothes. Wright paced through town at a slow rate, the chopper idling with a low rumble. Ponies gave him strange looks, obviously he stood out like a sore hoof. He parked the chopper in the center of town by a large building and walked inside, he looked to a secretary “I need to see the mayor” he ordered and the secretary pointed to a pony talking to a cross eyed grey Pegasus mare.

Wright walked up to the cross eyed Pegasus, assuming she was the mayor, “Ms. Mayor, uhm I need your help” Wright told her and the cross eyed Pegasus laughed “Silly I’m not the mayor, I’m Derpy” she said and reached down to his hoof and began to shake it rather erratically. Wright scrunched his nose “Oh sorry I thought you were the” Wright began but the other mare piped up “I am the mayor, how may I help you?” she asked and Wright turned to her. “Uhm a question of history, have the Flim and Flam brothers came through your town before?” Wright asked, “Why yes, in fact they went to Sweet apple acres and” she began but Wright cut her off “Where is the farm?” Wright asked. “Well go out the western road and it’ll be at the end of the road” the mayor informed him. Wright nodded “Thanks mayor… see yah later Derpy” Wright said, ‘Wonder just how she got that name in the first place anyway?’ he thought to himself.

He lept onto his motorcycle and Derpy came rushing out as Wright started the Harley. “Hey wait Mr.” she called out and Wright put his hindleg down to balance the chopper. “What’s up?” Wright asked and Derpy rushed up to him. “I need to deliver a letter to that farm, do you think that you could drive me out there? I’m not the best flyer” Derpy asked politely. ‘Oh man, was this Pegasus a messenger telling this farm to be ready for me… wait if I drive with her then I could easily sneak in undetected’ Wright thought to himself and nodded.

“Yippee” Derpy cheered and hoped on the back of the chopper. Suddenly Derpy began to place an object on Wright’s head, “What are you… what is this” Wright asked as he realized Derpy had placed a helmet on his head. “Safety first, it’s why my eyes are crazy, because I wasn’t wearing my helmet when I crashed so I always tell ponies to wear a helmet” she informed him and Wright shook his head. She wrapped her forelegs around his chest and Wright let out a quiet sigh of discomfort, he hopped that this wouldn’t take long because this mare was really creeping him out.

Wright raced down the dirt path, the chopper bounced along the trail but thanks to the customized suspension the bumps and hard terrain were hardly noticeable. He saw a farm coming up on the horizon and Derpy pointed “That’s it there” she commented and Wright nodded.

He pulled up to the barn where a large red stallion and an orange mare where pitchforking hay. They stopped their work at the sound of the rumbling Harley and looked to Wright and Derpy. Wright parked the Harley and Derpy lept off the chopper and ran to the orange mare “Applejack I brought you your mail” she exclaimed and the Applejack nodded in appreciation.

“Who’s yer friend Derpy, ah never seen him before?” Applejack asked as Wright removed his helmet and walked over to the trio, he didn’t really mind Derpy, she was a little strange, but he hopped that she wasn’t involved in this somehow. Wright approached them, Applejack extended her hoof “Name’s Applejack friend, nice tah meet yah” she said with a charismatic smile, Wright’s face was blunt and expressionless. Applejack took her hoof back “Not the sociable type huh?” she chuckled and Wright asked in a blunt voice “Who’s in charge here?”

Applejack shrugged “Well we all pitch in but ah guess Granny Smith runs things, but ah am the one that usually gives out the chores fer the morning” Applejack informed him and Wright nodded “So you’re like the foreman?” Wright asked seriously. Applejack shrugged “Well ah guess yah could put it that way” she replied thinking to herself.

Wright stood up onto his hindlegs and reached into his duster coat and unholstered the Colt Python .357 magnum, “Than I’ll start with you first” he said with a snarl, the large red stallion charged him. He was bulking and fairly muscular but Wright was simply more talented and slid down and spun his hindleg, tripping the big red stallion, who fell onto his back with a THUD. Wright regained his footing and brought the revolver’s barrel up to Applejack’s forehead, her green eyes filled with fear. Wright snarled thinking to himself that this was another of Flim and Flam’s henchman, “You’re a stupid…”

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