I jolted awake after what felt like I was being zapped. I looked around to see who zapped me and soon my eyes set upon Qira. The Micro-sentry seemed disappointed that it didn’t cause any permanent harm, but him being a ‘micro’ sentry he would never be able to kill anything bigger than a little critter. I soon realized that I wasn’t dead or in chains to someone I owe money too. I am in a park, of what I found strange as I wasn’t allowed in parks after blowing up the last one. The blowing up of the last park was also strange because there wasn’t anything explosive in that one.
Taking another look around, I noticed I was in a town of some sort, much more colorful at that. There is another, quite important, detail that I saw. There is a horse staring at me. It has a yellow sort of color with a pink mane. The horse is far shorter than it should be, actually being able to look at me in the eyes or I guess eye and scope, to eye and eye in this case. What struck me as odd even more so that that it wasn’t a blank stare like what I dealt with when I sometimes walk into Alliance towns. I concluded on ignoring the horse... thing to look around for my transporter device.
After several seconds I found it lying on the ground behind me, broken in several pieces. This would have been a problem if I didn’t always carry my tools and other things in my black hole bag. The real problem is that it is on fire.
“No! Nonononono. I used fireproof everything, I even excluded blazing powder this time” I exclaimed.
“Everything you touch eventually catches flame, I question how I am still functioning after being melted, blown up, trampled, smashed, cleaved, eaten, disintegrated... and blown up” Qira listed off.
“You said blown up twice”
“I know” Qira deadpan.
“Stop complaining, this is my greatest creation I’m talking about!”
“Your greatest creation? Your greatest... We are lucky to not have been turned inside out! You should start counting the creations you made that didn’t exploded, burned up, melt, or just ended up to be plain useless like that equine translator of yours. Why an equine translator? There are none that even reach your kind of intelligent”
“I thought it was a good idea at the time... Wait, do you think it would work on these things?” I said motioning to the small horse that is starting to make annoying sounds.
“You can try. Maybe you’ll actually have something useful this time”
I open my bag fished out my translator device. Once I finished my quick inspection for any unusual damage, I flipped the switch and clipped it to my belt.
“-okay?” the small horse said.
“It works!” I yell out with excitement.
The horse thing jumped back at my sudden and comprehensible outburst and ran off. I stared at the empty path for a moment until Qira started to walk off in the same direction.
“Hey! Where you going?” I ask.
“I’m getting the heck away from you. If I’m lucky you’ll never find me. I had enough of your insanity and it must have been affecting me” Qira said without stopping.
“What makes you say that?” I questioned while attempting to catch up.
“I haven’t built a self-destruct device for myself yet”
“You got arms, but no hands. It wouldn’t be possible”
“You create devices that explode without the possible explosives or anything of the sort near or in them. Though I just assume that some sort of divine powers do it to you and are cruel enough for you to not die with them”
“You know I don’t believe in that nonsense. I mean this happened to half of the people I know back on the island”
“That doesn’t surprise me” Qira mutters.
“What are you?” a female voice came from above.
I turned my head upward and there is a winged-horse. I am not kidding you. There is a blue, winged-horse with a multicolor mane above me. Did I mention it had WINGS? Anyway, considering whenever I see strange things such as this; I tend to get tied up, attacked by dark magic, or ruin a good chance of negotiation. Since this is clearly the work of demons, I formed a fireball in my hands.
“Hey demon-spawn!” I yelled at the winged horse, “You forgot your daily dose of fire!”
Finishing the cast I threw the fireball at the winged-horse. The horse thing swiftly dodge the fire, did a loop and come speeding down at me in a blur with hoofs out in front. It would’ve hit me if I didn’t blink forward (Teleporting 25 feet).
“Why does this demon-spawn have to have wings?” I muttered to myself.
Jumping around to face the winged-horse, I saw that it crashed into the ground where I just was. I took advantage of the moment and start to cast another spell. The winged-horse stood up and went in charging at me, right into the frostfire bolt.
The spell simultaneously set the winged-horse on fire and freezes her wings in place. The effect caused the winged-horse to come tumbling to the ground and came to a stop at my feet. With the fire already burned out, I quickly froze her legs in place to prevent any movement aside from talking.
“Any last words demon-spawn?” I asked
“I’m not a demon-spawn. What is that even?” She replied back with anger.
“Likely story, everyone knows what a demon is. To not even heard of one... You gotta be from another planet, and isolated. Give me some better last words; rant how us mortals are going to suffer or something like that.”
“You’ll never get away with this you monster! Princess Celestia will stop you!”
“As much as I hate you sir, I believe it is in our best interest not to kill this equine. Also considering it hasn’t ranted any insane thing yet, I believe it is not a demon” the Micro-Sentry spoke as it walked up next to me.
Suddenly a golden aura appeared around me and I floated up in the air, away from the winged-horse. As quickly as the aura appeared, I became sleepy, very sleepy.