Capter 1: The First Fight
North Mountain. Equestria. Jace Screamwing. Bloodwing Alpha leader. Expert dog fighter. The Great Winged War. Day 2,473. In this war there were two sides: Bloodwing and Darkwing. The war had started 23 years ago and still continues to this day in Equestria. Jace was 27 and his birthday was coming up in a week. Jace needed to get out on the battlefield. His comrades needed him in dogfights. He was Bloodwing Alpha.
"Jace! So good to see you again!" Commander Stonefield. Stonefield was a good man and had retired years ago but was still working in Hangar F to keep the Zeppelins going. A Zeppelin is, as you might expect, a type of plane. It has two retractable Wingsabers on either side of the body armor. In front of you there was a mask with cross-hairs at the end of it. Under either wing there were two epic miniguns, each loaded with 180 bullets of pure hard steel. Your two front hooves fit into the trigger steps which activated the miniguns on either side of your stomach. The bottom right accelerator is, as you might guess because all modes of transportation need one, a turbo booster.
Jace slipped into his personalized, flame orange Zeppelin and loaded his guns with a fresh set of rounds. "Good luck out there Captain Screamwing." Jace saluted the old warrior as he did the same and watched Stonefield move over to the hangar door lever. As the retired fighter stalked over to the lever Jace thought back to his nice soft couch in his room and his PPS3 (Pegasi PlayStation Three). Then the hangar doors opened, ripping Jace away from his visit to happy land. The battlefield was pure chaos. It was like turning on a TV with a dogfight CD inside. Jace heard a small yell through the conundrum. Stonefield was wishing him luck. Jace gave the commander a smile and picked up speed on the runway. He had his wings retracted until the last moment to pick up speed. Then, with a rush of adrenaline, Jace opened his wings and soared into the air.
It felt good to be out in the air and yet it felt horribly wrong to Jace. He quickly turned to his left and was met by a Darkwing. They were fierce looking ponies and were not ones to be meddled with. Unless, of course one has skills to blow the jackasses out of the sky. The Darkwing looked like it had been flying around the hangar for some time. They were as dark as their name defines them with manes as white as the clouds they fly in. This one looked like a Gamma from it's body armor. Jace noticed that it was an allicorn which he had not see in a while. He knew from his dogfight practice that most horned Pegasi would use magic first to introduce their powers. The best strategy was the Roller Coaster Trap. The Bloodwing would veer of to either side and wait for their pursuer to get directly behind them. Then the Bloodwing would do a back flip and end up behind the other Pegasi for a clear shot. Jace used the tactic and found that after the veer off (he chose to veer off to the left) the Pegasi was a remarkably good shot. He nearly missed a couple of shots and took a bullet to part of his body armor. Then for the back flip. Jace swooped upward with pure confidence and landed right in position. He pushed the trigger pedals and felt like thunder was coming out of his weapons. He heard the anguished cry and saw as the Pegasi soared down toward the ground.One down today and more to come he thought somewhat overconfidently.
The next fighter Jace encountered met him with a different angle: coming up out of the air under him. It had been some minutes since he had killed that other fighter. This one would be a breeze. Jace knew the tactic and knew the countertactic -- was that a word? -- to catch the enemy by surprise. The DNA. The enemy was coming up from below so Jace knew all he had to do was go down low and create a sort of DNA shape with the enemy. He tried that tactic and... crap. He anticipated it! He didn't follow Jace down below the clouds but rather readied himself for Jace to come back up. Jace realized it as clear as day as he felt a bullet pierce his body armor and hit him in the arse. Jace then flipped backwards so he was upside down and then turned to meet the enemy face to face. He let his Wingsaber pierce the enemies shoulder which would cause their wing to not function and spiral downwards. This was a tactic Jace had made up himself for when he was pissed off at another flyer. The Iron Falcon Wing tactic. As the pony rocketed towards the ground Jace decided to get some higher air.Jeez he was sure a handful!
Jace flew around and recognized one of his fellow fliers. He had a -- was it Beta or Charlie? -- body armor -- yep it was a Charlie -- meaning that it could only be "Harn!" Jace yelled to his friend. Harn Amer was a Charlie of Bloodwing and was a good fighter."What's up nimble wings?" Jace heard Harn jokingly say. He laughed and Harn joined in. "So how long you been out here?" Harn asked. "Only a couple'a minutes. Got two of the jerks down within 25 minutes!"Jace responded. "Well don't get cocky birthday boy!" Jace now cracked up. He had to admit Harn was about as funny as he was a good dog fighter.
"So you wanna take down some more of the suckers or what?" Harn asked "I would be delighted to my good sir!"
They both laughed so hard they cried.
Chapter 2: The First Fall
They flew for a little while until they encountered some more Darkwing. There were two of them and there were two of the Bloodwings. "You take left, I take right!" Jace knew the routine. It was vice verca to confuse the enemy. So Jace and Harn would go for opposite ponies. Both sides started firing as they came within firing range. Jace noticed one of the cutie marks on an Alpha. It was an explosion and a sword mixed together. "CALIGALMA!" Jace screamed. The look on Harn's face was pure fear as anypony's would be when you encountered Caligalma. Caligalma was the most fierce fighter of Darkwing at the time and was nopony to trifle with. But it was to late. Blood started squirting out, lightly, of Harn's back as he turned away. Jace heard the same anguished cry that he heard from the first fighter he encountered. He was filled with rage as he confronted this goddamned pony. He used the Engine Failure tactic. Jace went straight upward and then dove into a falcon dive and opened fire on Caligalma and the other pony but as soon as the sound was there it was gone.SHIT! DON'T HAVE TIME TO RELOAD! The other pony went sailing down in pain on to the cliff but Caligalma was unfazed and ready for a good fight. Jace opened his Wingsaber's and prepared to slice through Caligalma. But as he did so Caligalma turned and dove straight up, opening a path for him to strike and Jace to miss. Jace felt the blade slice through the underside of his wing. The was pain. So much pain that his vision was white. He could see the mountain. Then no more pain. Then blackness.
Beep.....Beep.....Beep..... "Twilight, do you think he'll be alright?" "He has a pretty bad wing wound which will take some time to heal" "Well Ah hope so sugar cube. Look he's coming too!" I blinked."AAAAUUGH" I wondered who screamed. Then I realized it was me. I couldn't move. I now opened his eyes slower than before to see two ponies. One was an orange earth-pony and the other was a purple unicorn."Wh-where am I?" I asked."You're in Ponyville sugar cube," The orange one said. Jace looked as confused as a wounded pony could."Hi! I'm Twilight Sparkle and this is Applejack!" The purple one added."Ponyville is a town South of Canterlot!" "I'm Jace. Jace Screamwing.Wait... Canterlot's real?" I asked "Yes of course! Wait... You didn't know that?" Twilight said "Yeah. It's just a legend to me until now" I said "WHAT? But you learn about that in Fillygarden!" Twilight said. She was obviously the brains and Applejack was the strength."Where did you say you were from?" Applejack asked. Her voice was getting more and more southern as I regained consciousness. "North Mountain" I say. "WHAT?" Here we go again. "But there are no known records of ponies in my History books? So how is that possible?" Twilight pesters."It just is. I've been living there for 23 year, or my whole life, until... how long have I been here?" I say "Two days" Twilight replies. "Until two days ago. I was shot under my wing in a dogfight." I reply "Did you get shot by magic?" Twilight asks "No by bullets" "What are bullets?" "Round ,metal cases that are shot out of guns" "What are guns?" And it went like that until I explained my whole life to them."So you want to get back to North Mountain?" Twilight asks "Yes but i have to get my wing healed and i need to fix my zeppelin" I reply "So you'll be here in Ponyville for a while?" Twilight asks, here voice getting higher."Yep I guess so" Now her eyes look like a fillies eyes on Christmas. She obviously wants to-"Great! So can I research you and your tribes?" BINGO."Ok if you don't get to creepy about it" She blushes. Then a tall, obviously high-class pony walks into the room. My eyes widen. I have only ever seen here in Mythbooks. She has to be-"I introduce Princess Celestia!"
Chapter 3: Getting Used to It
My mind right then was blown. I couldn't believe that the one and only PRINCESS CELESTIA, THE MYTHICAL PONY WAS STANDING RIGHT THERE IN FRONT OF ME. I wanted to get up and shake her hoof or at least bow but if I did that i would either seem weird that I was bowing to an Princess that wasn't even my Princess or I would feel like someone had walked up to me and fired a minigun at point-blank range."H-Hello Princess" I said, trying to cover up my astonishment with pain."Hello. Might I ask what your name is?" she replied. "Jace, Jace Screamwing" I had always wanted to say my name like that because when a human came into our world he said something about -- was it Bold? -- James Bold I think."First of all where exactly are you from?" she asked."Well I'm from North Mountain which I believe you live on." She looked slightly horrified which made her look sort of like a... I dunno. She sort of looked like something that I remember."But according to my books North Mountain is a frozen wasteland" Ouch. Ok that was not the response I expected."Look, your highness, where I come from we consider that as an insult. Even those Darkwing jack..." I decided to trail off because of the fact that I didn't want to make a bad first impression by cursing in front of Her Majesty.
"Tell me about these Darkwing" she continued "and next about why your wings are shaped so... sword-like" Ok not exactly an insult but I felt like I should do something about it." Darkwing are a tribe of Pegasi, much like my own tribe, Bloodwing, that want to take over Equestria. They were going to try to start by taking over North Mountain. Oh and Princess, you guessed it, my wings are basically swords. As you can see a similar set of wings cut through my skin under my wing. The Darkwing Caligalma if you were wondering who." She kept asking me questions until I ad finished my life like what happened with Twilight and Applejack.
"So instead of shooting magic at your adversaries you shoot these buulets?" The way that she pronounced bullets (be-YOU-lets) ticked me off because of the fact that it was the 17th type of pronunciation she had given it. THE FREAKING SEVETEENTH. "Yes Princess we do shoot bullets. But not to be murderers but to ward off the Darkwing." I said. "I would like to help you find your way home but the climb up to the mountain is treacherous and the creatures up there will tear us to shreds. So unless you want to fix that Zeppelin under your condition you're stuck here." Yep. Not much of a news flash you highness."I will be glad to let him stay in the guest room in the library in Ponyville." Twilight spoke up."Yes that would be nice. I need somewhere to rest before I fix my Zeppelin." I answered."By the way where is my ride?" "It's in your guest room in the library and sugar cube, I'm no expert but that... machine looks pretty beat up. I wouldn't ride it in is current condition even if the fate of Apple Acres was in hand." Applejack spoke this time."Ok well how much longer do I have in this infirmary? My legs are getting stiff." As if on cue the nurse entered."You will be fine in another hour and a half." she said."See you then!" Twilight chirped as she and the other two mares exited. I thought about Harn and the Bloodwing. What would they do without me? I kept thinking until I just abruptly stopped. Before I knew what was happening I was asleep.
"Jaace... Jaaaaaaace..... JAAACE WAKE UP!" I sat up and banged my head. "Owww!" When I looked up I saw Twilight. To me she looked beautiful right then. Then I saw a book fall down on my lap. Then another. Then another. Then the bookshelf sitting above me tilted forward."Oh shi-" then I saw book after book, novel after novel, every type of prose the ever was in all of Equestria fall down. On. My. FACE. When I regained consciousness I was looking at the worst book ever. "To be or not to be. That is the question." I absolutely hat Neighspear (yes that's what we call Shakespear in Equestria) "Ugh... did you get the license plate number of the books that ruined the top half of my body..." Twilight laughed. "I get half you get half." I knew she meant the books. When we were finished I got out of the bed. Pain rushed through my body. I winced slightly but as any other stallion would I hid most of the pain. I spread out my wings instinctively and I felt no pain but when I moved the foot under the wounded wing (hey! that could be a codename). I tried flying and again felt no pain."Are you sure you should be flying?" Twilight asked."Yeah. I can fly alright but when I walk on my left leg" (yes it was my left for you intent psychos out there)" it feels like I'm going through hell." I decided to fly until my leg healed.
Twilight decided to take me on a tour of Ponyville. It was a nice place with markets and good houses. I was going to ask Twilight out on a date later but not at the moment. I had agreed to take the tour because I wanted to see the good places to dine. Just because I was a dogfighter didn't mean I didn't know how to treat a lady. We walked through town and everypony was staring at us. It might have been because of the way my wings were shaped. My wings looked somewhat like katanas that would keep on getting wider and wider the farther up my wings got. God, I don't know which is worse: having to fly around for all of eternity or getting looked at for all of eternity. Or..."Do you know of any good places to eat?" I asked "My stomach is getting angrier by the minute." She laughed and said "Yeah we could go to this one place that I know." By this one place that she knew she meant the finest diner in Ponyville. Not that I would know, I've only been here a few hours and I'd been eating mere canned flowers and maybe a grassburger or two but this was a delicacy! I forgot the name of it but I think it was called like "Something-Mare Diner". Anyways it was filled with Pegasi but not too many Unicorns or Earth Ponies. We sat down at one table and I looked above us to see Pegasi in levitating tables and chairs. That's what it was called! The Levitation-Mare Diner.
I decided to order a cheese-grassburger. I ate with Twilight but then flew up to the levitating bar and had a drink. A black pony with a blue mane bumped into me. "Hey, watch it!" he said."Look pal, I'm not the drunk trying to butt-bump here" I replied. The crowd had a fit of laughter. Even the bartender laughed so hard that she banged her head on the bar. The pony that had bumped into me threw down his drink and flipped me the bird."Hey, your finger, move it or loose it." I said. He just held it there so I said."Now widdle Johnny I'm gonna count to ten en' den der ain't gonna be no more finger for you." This time the crowd laughed so much that I felt the diner shake. "SHUT YOUR FAT FACES!" He yelled. They all immediately stopped. I was finished counting then so I broke his finger."JESUS CHRIST THAT HURT MAN!" He looked at me so hard I thought I was gonna be brainwashed. I just laid back at the bar and stared at him with a smirk on my face. I thought of Twilight and said "You wanna fight jerk?" He replied with a right hook. I caught it and shoved it to his feet level. Then as his body came down with his fist I kicked him in the nose. He backed off. "You ever heard of answering a question dumbass?" I said with the smirk on my face."Yeah but I didn't want to show manners to a jackass like you." He answered. By then the bartender had gotten out four sticks and two ropes. She shot the sticks with magic out of her horn. Then she used telekinesis to move them into a square formation and tied the ropes around them. A wrestling rink.
