The Bounty Hunter In Equestria

Hank wakes up at the first sight of daylight. He rubs his eyes and reaches for his things. He grabs his hat, but can’t seem to find his knife. He looks over and both knife and gun are nowhere to be found.

“No no no NO!” Hank mutters to no one in particular. He quickly gets up and scans the floor for his weapons. Nothing.

“Grey,” Hank growls to himself. He runs out of the cave, putting his fedora on, and finds himself with the grey coated pony in front of a fire. Next to Grey, there was Hanks pistol along with a blood stained knife. Grey turns to see Hank, who stood there puzzled.

“Ah hello there David. Hope you don’t mind but I borrowed your things here to catch us some food. Sit down, relax.” Grey tells Hank. Hank slowly walks over and smelled the delicious aroma of cooked meat. His stomach pain returned begging for food. He walked over to the log Grey was seated on.

“Here ya go.” Grey says as he hands over a roasted rabbit on a stick to Hank. Hank savored this moment with an evil smile as he takes a big bite out of the dead animal.

“You wouldn’t believe how hard it was catching these bastards in the dark.” Grey points out, as he to savors his dead rabbit.

“I bet it was difficult. By the way, why are you trying to get out of town.” Hank asks Grey as he turns to look at him.

“Same reason as you, to get away from the guards.” Grey says in a matter-of-factly tone. Hank looks back his breakfast, and takes another bite.

“I’m not trying to get out of town. It’s the opposite, I’m trying to get back in.” Hank points out. Grey raises a brow.

“Why?” Grey asks, chewing on a piece of meat.

“I’m going to kill Discord.” Hank says, scowling. Grey chokes on the piece of he was eating, and turns to him wide eyed.

“You’re going to what!?” Grey screams. Hank gets up, picking the last of the meat off the stick.

“You heard me.” Hank replies as he picked up his weapons off the ground. Grey gets up along with Hank.

“You just keep getting crazier do you?” Grey tells Hank. Hank looks down on the pony as he puts his weapons in his coat.

“Discord wanted a fight, and he’s gonna get one.” Hank says as he sets his sight for the direction of the sun.

“He’s reformed now, David. He promised he wouldn’t do anymore bad things.” Grey explains to Hank.

“Apparently not, since he was the one who tried to make me kill Twilight.” Hank began walking. Grey stood where he was, confused.

“He was the one that tried to make you kill her?” Grey asks Hank sternly.

“Yes, and now I’m going back to town to kill him.” Hank says.

“But aren’t you worried they’ll catch you before you get to him?” Grey asks. The question Grey asked made Hank stop to turn and look at him.

“Who?” Hank asks raising a brow.

“Everyone. Celestia ordered a nationwide search for you.” Grey explains. Hank punches a nearby tree in anger.

“Fuck!” Hank shouts, resting his elbow on the tree. “There has to be a way to get to him.”

“Not only that, but some ponies out there aren’t thinking about just capturing you. They want to kill you. All because you threatened the princess.” Grey sits down on the log.

“I didn’t threaten ANYONE!” Hank screams angrily, and closes in on Grey. Grey throws his hooves up in slight fear.

“Woah, then. Don’t release your anger on me.” Grey says. Hank takes a deep breath.

“Ok, ok. I have to think of a way back into town.” Hank says holding his, still leaning on the tree with his elbow.

“Why not come with me?” Grey suggests. Hank looks over to him.

“Where you headed?” Hank asks.

"I'm thinking appleoosa, or maybe manehatten. But my cousins are in-"

"Not interested." Hank stops Grey, and looks back down the tree. "Unless you're going back into town, then I won't go with you."

"But why? Why go back to that piece of crap people call a town?" Grey asks, receiving the same answer as before.

"Because I won't quit until that Discord is laying dead by my bullet." Hank parts from the tree, and starts walking the direction he was headed before. Grey starts following him.

"Oh come on now. You're going against the god of chaos! What make you think you have a chance?" Grey asks. Hank keeps walking and pulls out his Beretta and shows it to Grey.

"I don't think he'll have one of these, and I doubt he even knows how to handle one." Hank assumes.

"That form of weaponry has been banned for over hundreds of years now! Where did you even get one?" Grey asks raising a brow at Hank.

"This was given to me by my mentor." Hank holds the chamber of the pistol, and strokes it. "He gave it to me saying that I should carry it around for protection."

"Protection, eh? Not going around killing ponies?" Grey says in a ironic tone.

"Look, I can use this weapon in any form I want. Now either you stop trying to stop me, or help me take Discord down." Hank proclaims as they both stop to face each other.

Grey rubs his chin for a while, thinking on his next decision. Until finally, Grey made up his mind, with an evil grin on his face. "It's not everyday you get to kill a god, so why not now?"

Hank joins in with his own grin, and they shake hands (hooves).

"Now then, are we going to stay here and continue chatting. Or are we going to go and show Discord the meaning of death?" Grey asks, prepared to take on a challenge. Hank nods as they continue walking the way they previously were.

After a while, Hank reaches the a familiar sight he had gotten used to. They have reached the dirt road.