We both started out in shock at the landscape in front of us. A vast, grey wasteland stretching as far as the eye could see with the Earth hanging above us. It looked a lot closer than our Earth would though, appearing larger in the sky than the moon did in its sky. The rest of the sky was filled with darkness, not a star could be seen.
I took a step forward, only for my hoof to meet open air, causing me to almost fall forward if it wasn't for Angelina grabbing a told of my tail and pulling me back.
“The hell…?” I muttered as I looked down. We were easily a hundred or so meters above the ground, and tilted to a slight angle. I could see numerous bodies and rocks lying beneath us.
Angelina gulped as she looked at me. “Are we… On the moon?”
”No shit, Captain obvious.” I thought as I glanced over at her. “It… It looks like it, yes.” I looked back to the somewhat empty land in front of us, wondering how exactly we were able to breathe here, and why the gravity seemed so similar to the one back home.
I turned my attention to Angelina, who looked at me with a concerned expression. Before she could voice any of her thoughts, I beat her to it. “I think it's best if we split up here. I'll search the ground below, you look deeper into the caves. Sure to not get lost.” I told her as I looked back down. She seems hesitant to comply, but nodded.
“Uh… Okay, we'll meet up here right?” She asked.
“Yeah.” I answered. She nodded once again and walked back into the cave, disappearing from sight once she turned the corner, leaving me alone.
I sighed as I let myself relax. “Well, I better get to searching.” I closed my eyes and stepped closer to the edge. Looking down, it gave me a sense of unease and fear as I observed the distance between me and the ground. Despite having wings, I was still scared of heights.
“Alright, David, you can do this. You've done it before…” I reassured myself as I slowly extended my wings.
“Wait, is there even air for me to fly here?” I asked and looked back at my wings, giving both of them a quick flap which pushed me up in the air by about two feet. I fell down quickly afterwards.
I sighed and shook my head. “Harry Potter made more sense than this.” I looked back forward and crouched slightly, closing my eyes as I pushed myself forward and was propelled into the air. I waited for a second before I began to flap my wings, which prevented me from falling.
I hovered in place for a second before looking downwards and taking a dive towards the ground, hoping to find the others.
A fair distance away from the giant piece of rock that once belonged to a mighty mountain, a huge Centaur roared.
“Curse these Ponies! Who was the one responsible for the mix up?!” He roared as he stood to his full height, towering above the remainder of his command chain by over a dozen feet.
“L-Lord Megaron, it was Friar. H-He chose to go after the ones we captured instead of the… ‘real’ ones.” A Minotaur, who wore what looked like an old Soviet Officer uniform, stuttered as he lay on the ground, covered in cuts and bruises.
Megaron growled at him as he paced and forth. “Now that little mistake sent us to this damn place! Who knows how long we'll be trapped in here!” His officers flinched at the volume of his voice as a few visibly leaned away from him.
He opened his mouth to give them a proper vocal fucking, but something near the remains of the mountain caught his eye. Blinking, he turned his head to face it and narrowed his eyes, smirking once he identified what it was.
“Well, looks like we're not alone up here after all. Gather everyone you can find, we're going lunar hunting.” He chuckled at his own joke for a second, before turning his head to glare at the rest.
“Well?! Get to it!” He barked, and his officers quickly complied, beginning to search for weapons and the remainder of his minions.
He turned his attention to the blue dot flying downwards towards the ground in the distance with an evil smirk on his face.
“Is she's here… Then the rest are likely to be here too.” He growled as he rubbed his hands together in a typical evil villain fashion.
“Time to get some well deserved revenge.”
I flew over the field of rocks and bodies, scanning the ground in hopes of finding someone from our group. I had spent a good five minutes looking for them, to no avail. They must still be within the cave system.
I stopped for a second and did a double take as my eyes landed on a particular sight. Off to the far left there was the corpse of a dragon. Or what remained of it for that matter. It looked like it had been torn in half by something, it's entrails lying to its side as a literal pool of its blood rested around it.
I scrunched my nose and looked away from the rather gross sight. “Hokay, I wouldn't want to mess with anyone who could do that.” I muttered as I began to slow and angled myself to land.
My hooves touched the lunar surface shortly after as I folded my wings to my sides. I looked down at the dust and raised my hoof, looking at the print caused by it below.
“That's one small step for man, and one giant leap for mankind!” I exclaimed as I giggled to myself. Come on, you'd do the same if you were in my position.
My giggling settled down as I placed my hoof back down and glanced around the area. Unfortunately, I couldn't spot neither Carl, the six ponies, or the Marine. Only the bodies of Minotaurs and the occasional dragon lay on the ground, unmoving.
Just as I was about to turn away, I noticed something glimmering out of the corner off my eye. I stopped myself and narrowed my eyes toward it, barely being able to make out an egged shaped object floating in the distance, with what looked like a boat hanging from below its belly.
“Is that an… Airship?” Before I could speculate further, I heard a heavy thump behind me, causing my ears to swivel around to try and face the noise, my head followed soon after.
Standing a few meters away from me was a fucking massive Half Minotaur half Horse looking thing, Centaur. He looked ripped as all hell, with a broad chest and biceps that probably had their own set of biceps.
My eyes widened as I took a step back, causing the Centaur to chuckle. “What? Scared of me already?” He taunted as he took a step closer. Suddenly, I felt a force grab me and pull me into the air. Before I got off the ground, I tried to grab onto the lunar surface, filling my hooves with grey dust.
As I was pulled to eye level with the Centaur, I noticed that the duel devil looking horns that rested on his head were glowing, a bright red aura surrounding them both.
I focused my eyes back to look at him in the face, which wore a wide grin. “I thought you were a Changeling when I found out you weren't the target I was after. But you have the same power as the real thing, so I suppose it didn't matter in the end.” With that, he began to open his mouth.
Inside my mind, I was freaking the fuck out. I didn't know what the fuck he was talking about, but I decided that if I didn't act, it wouldn't turn out well for me.
I quickly remembered the dust I had in my hooves, causing me to grin.
“Pocket Sand!”
Before he had any time to react, I threw my hooves out and filled his eyes with the sand-like substance, causing him to close his mouth and let out a roar. He dropped me to the ground as he lost focus on his magic.
Taking the chance, I quickly got up to my hooves and extended my wings, taking to the air a split second later.
“And here I thought they had all fucked off to hell.” I mumbled as I flew further away from the Centaur, who was cursing out a storm and desperately rubbing his eyes.
Before I could get any further, numerous large goblins with what looked like bag wings on their backs flew in front of me, bashing what appeared to be spears tipped with a dark, crystal like substance.
I had no idea what it was, but I wasn't about to sit pretty and wait while they shoved their spears up who knows where, so I prepared to fight them. “Well? What are you staring at? Cometh at us, bro!” I shouted at them as I spread my forelegs wide, gesturing them to come at me. They seemed a bit out off by my display as they glanced at one another, but shrugged and charged forward at the same time, ready to impale me with their long pointy sticks.
I waited until the last second before I shifted my body to the right and dodged the one in the middle and the one to the left, slipping right in between them. Not giving them a chance to re engage, I quickly grabbed a hold of the goblin in the center and threw him to the ground with brute force, but not before grabbing his spear just as he fell, ripping it from his hand… Claw thing.
He impacted the ground with a thud and remained unmoving, knocked out by the impact.
Using the spear, I blocked an incoming thrust as the other two Goblins turned around for another go. My left hoof remained locked around my spear as I raised my right one up, delivering a nasty right hook to my attacker. His head twisted to the side and remained that way as he fell like a rock. The punch might have been a bit too hard.
Before my mind had any chance to wander over to the topic of my absurd strength, I was quickly reminded of the last one, which was staring at his companions in shock.
Taking the opportunity, I threw my spear up in the air slightly and pulled my hoof back, grabbing a hold of the end of the spear swiftly before throwing it at him at high speeds. It passed straight through his left shoulder, erecting a sharp cry of pain from him as he was forced to the ground from the force of the spear.
I looked down at the defeated trio, and was about to make a snarky comment, before another road filled the air, causing my attention to be brought back to the Centaur, who was looking at me with red, rage filled eyes.
“I'll take that as my cue to fuck off now, bye!” I didn't give him the chance to reply if he did hear me as I sped off into the distance, keeping a hold of the confiscated spear in case I would need to use it again.
I heard him let out another roar of anger as I flew away, followed by the sound of projectiles flying past me. Bolts of red and green energy hissed by as I began to Bob and weave around, trying to make myself a harder target.
“Can't these jackasses just bugger off already? What the hell do they even want from me?!” I gritted my teeth as I dodged another bolt of what I presumed was magic, not willing to let any of them hit me as long as I could help it.
“Fuck this.” I shouted as I took a dive. The shots were soon directed once again towards me as I slowed my descent and hit the ground, turning around to face the source.
Five regular sized Goblins, accompanied by a much larger one, easily three times my size, were quickly gaining on me as they continued to fire in my direction.
I knew that on the ground they would likely hit me sooner or later, so I decided to try and use my magic to shit on their parade. My horn was set alight as I began to concentrate, imagining a shield around me. And soon enough, a shield that matched the colour of my aura surrounded me on all sides.
They continued to fire their shitty star wars knock off bolts at me, now becoming more accurate as I remained stationary. They couldn't land a shot however, as they all bounced off of or were stopped completely by my shield, leaving me with a triumphant smirk.
They soon stopped firing once they realised that they were doing jack shit to me, and settled with hovering a couple of dozen meters away from me, the largest of them glaring at me.
“You think your weak little shield will save you, weakling? I, Captain A-” Unfortunately for him, he barely got to start his monolog before he felt himself being slammed down into the lunar surface. Over, and over, and over again.
After the tenth time, I finally released my telekinetic grip on him, leaving him in a body shaped crater.
“Sorry, my dude. I'm not interested in buying whatever you're selling.” My smirk remained as I turned my attention back to the remaining five.
“But I am, however, interested in delivering some serious ass kicking.” I said as my wings unfolded and I took to the skies, hovering in place just at their current height.
To emphasize, I levitated my newly acquired spear next to me.
“Would you like UPS, or FedEx?”