Celestia sat on her throne, thinking long and hard about the Tiny vigilantes. Luna’s concern rubbed on her; were Tinies going to raise an army and go against her? Protection was one thing, but what if they were planning to take over Equestria? Had this gone too far? Perhaps she could make peace with them… if only they knew where they were at to begin with. The door opened, making her see a guard walk in with a Tiny in his mouth. Celestia looked at the tiny, seeing that it was a he, in his late Teens, and was panicking. Her guard gently dropped him off.
“Your majesty.” He spoke with a bow. “I found this trespasser in one of our pantries, raiding through our spices. He seemed to be trying to poison you!”
“W-what!?” The tiny yelled. “N-No! I wasn’t doing that! I-I just got here! W-Where am I? What’s going on!? Please, giant horse, spare me!” He bowed as if he was in the presence of God.
‘We’re probably going too far now.’ Celestia thought. “Please, there’s no need to bow to me. Leave us be.”
“Yes, your majesty.” The guard replied with a nervous bow, backing up before leaving her with the Tiny. Her horn glowed and she picked up the young man, who looked like he was about to wet himself.
“Oh, it’s alright, I’m not gonna hurt you. What’s your name?”
“W-Wyatt.” He answered. “W-What are you going t-to do with me?”
“Oh, nothing. Just wanted to ask you some questions before someone else comes in.”
“Q-questions? L-Like… personal ones?”
“Kinda, but they’re nothing TOO personal. But you’re new here, I can tell. What were you going to do back on your homeworld?”
“... I was about to enroll in the army, ma’am. Well… Coast Guard, really… to serve my country.” Celestia blinked.
“Of course! Why didn’t I think of that!?”
“Th-think of what!?”
“Wyatt, are you still looking forward to joining the army?”
“... I don’t know where you’re going with this.” Celestia cleared her throat and regained her composure.
“You remember that stallion that brought you here?” Wyatt nodded. “Well, I’m offering you the chance to become a member of my royal guard as well.”
“M-Me? Royal Guard? I-I’m lost here, ma’am.”
“Yes. You, and anyone else who wishes to join.” She set him on his back before standing up from her seat. He grabbed on to her fur quickly. “Seems this will help strengthen both pony and tiny relationships together.”
“S-still lost here, ma’am.”
“Or… right… well, I’ll tell you, but for now, I need to make a visit to a special friend.”
Celestia approached to the nearly lost Tiny empire of Haven. The tiny guards who saw her quickly notified Jona of her arrival. It took him a while, but he was wheeled up to the princess on a platform that was built so they could see each other eye to eye.
“Ah, I’ve been wondering if you were going to arrive sooner or later.” Jona spoke “What brings you here, your majesty?”
“Jona, I am very pleased to see how your land is doing,” Celestia replied. “And I am very honored to see the same man who single handedly defeated Sombra at his lowest moment.”
“It wasn’t just me. You all gave me the equipment.”
“And you used it to save your people. Even if you’ve… well, seen better days.”
“Indeed. It still stings, but I get used to it. But you still haven’t answered my question, Celestia.”
“And I apologize for that. I do need your help, however.”
“Is it the people who killed the Tiny Napper?” Celestia looked a bit appalled.
“Um… yes… how did you-?”
“Word spreads quickly, even in these parts.”
“... Right… but, I need your help; I fear with how my subjects, myself included, have been treating your kind, a war may break out between our species. I do not know what will happen if either side wins, but I want to prevent that from happening!”
“Ah… you wish for my men to join your Canterlot guard?”
“... Yes… but for a greater cause. For both of our kind’s futures. Especially for Susan and your son.” Jona looked back to see his pregnant wife, looking all concerned. He turned to Celestia.
“I trust that as we speak, you have your men ready to take mine away with extras to watch over my people?” Celestia nodded.
“You’re thinking ahead of me.”
“That is what I do… but, let me tell them.” He rolled across his platform, signalling some of his workers to ring the bells, telling everyone to stop and see what’s happening. He took a deep breath as he painfully stood on his feet, just enough to make his presence known. “To everyone of Haven! A new position has been opened by Princess Celestia herself that will guarantee our safety, and the future of our land and beyond! To all who are willing to become greater, Celestia’s soldiers will be ready to take you to the Canterlot castle. And to all of my soldiers and guards… if you are still loyal to me, you will join Celestia’s ranks and become greater than you already are. If not… drop your weapons go home... you’ve done enough.”
A few minutes passed. Only a few of the soldiers dropped their weapons and took their helmets off, revealing that they were mostly old with a few young in there. The rest, however, saluted and marched out of the castle walls, heading to Celestia’s guards with staircases made to go into the stables on their backs. A few Celesia’s guards stood by and watched as a mix of soldiers and villagers entered.
Becky, a guard herself, entered, being one of the first people to make Haven, but feeling that this was a greater calling in life, even if her life was already better than being a cashier at her old local McDonald’s.
‘We need more’ Celestia thought. ‘Haven’s army and villagers will be good, but we need more!’ Then she got an idea. She pulled out a scroll and began to write down a speech for every Tiny village around Equestria.
Various guards were sent across Equestria, each with their back carriages, ready to take in multiple people that want to join. They all went to every major city and stopped at the major Tiny villages. All the people were quite shocked to see Canterlot’s guards approach to them, believing this was something sinister, until the leader of the group of soldiers spoke, delivering the message to everyone.
“Attention to all human beings.
It has come to my attention that I, Princess Celestia, have not been treating you all fairly as my other subjects. For that, not only do I apologize for being oblivious to your troubles, but offer you a chance to do something greater. The news of Tiny vigilantes had spread like wildfire, and I do not condemn their reasonings, I wish to strengthen our race’s relationships by allowing any willing human to join the Royal Guard in a new division that suits all your needs. Proper food, water, and shelter will be provided, as well as other benefits, which include, and not limiting to, able to advance your education, provide discipline, and not being swallowed by anypony. Hoping to see a lot join,
Princess Celestia.”
Looking from the outside of his home in the village in Trottingham, a man watched the presentation while drinking some whiskey. The news of the Tiny vigilantes sounds like some good news, and hearing this immediately… well, it got him to talk. With one swig, he marched past the crowd and walked up to the presenter.
“Alright, just one fuckin’ second!” He spoke in an Irish accent “As soon as some people got together and had the balls to fight back, The princess herself finally realized we’re not to be fucked with!?”
“Uh… who are you?”
“The name’s Fergus, dumbass! And ye didn’t answer my question! Did Celestia finally realized we’re not to be fucked with and doesn’t want to become some guy’s bitch, or what!?”
“... We’re not allowed to comment, sir. But, can you step aside so those who want to join can-”
“Oh! You think I’m nothing more but a man who bitches, don’t ye!? Guess what!? Before I was pulled here, I was in the military! US Marines, Commander! And I’m gonna continue my old life, even with you fat, fucking cunts!” They took a step back.
“Uh… sir… I don’t think you-”
“You don’t know shit! They don’t know shit! I know shit! You better let me join, or I swear, when these vigilantes come here, I’m gonna have them snuff you in your sleep!” He sweated a bit, but pushed a small set of staircases that lead to the carriage. Fergus began to walk up with a smile. “Thank you very kindly.”
“... Never knew Tinies could be scary.”
At Appleoosa, a rancher for ants watched the presentation that happened. Sure, her life was better than most, even if she had to work with bigger versions of things she used to squish. But the news of Celestia accepting her kind, humans, as members of what was thought to be exclusive for ponies, excited her the most. She ran back to her family in their makeshift barn.
“Ma! Pa! Did ya’ll hear the news!?” She asked, slamming the door open.
“Jessie! Shut that darn door!” Her father yelled. Jessie turned and shut the door before running back to her dad.
“But did ya’ll hear it? We can finally have a better life!”
“A better life?” Her mom asked, preparing stew for dinner. “What can be better than what we have now?”
“You heard about those Wing o’ Liberty fellows? Seems by their action, Celestia’s starting to get everybody in to join her army! We’re finally heard!”
“Finally heard?” Her father asked. “We’re not heard! She’s scared what we will do if she doesn’t get her shit together!”
“Language!” Jessie’s mom hissed.
“Pardon, but it’s true! She’s only doing this as a way to keep us from rebelling! It’s almost as bad as how Hollywood executives keep telling us that their movies are becoming ‘progressive’, when all we get is the same crap!”
“... Are ya’ll sure?” Jessie asked. “I mean, I know you told me to not trust everything, but surely, this must be better.”
“Yeah, for her! I swear if I weren’t so old, I would go to her and demand better treatment for all of us! I would-” His wife got up to him.
“Patience,” he replied “calm down, honey. You know the doctor said it’s not good for you.”
“I know… but damn… she took her sweet time.”
“Right…” Jessie replied. “But, I know I told you this many time, how I want to do something great with my life.”
“And you are. Running a ranch takes serious work.”
“I know, but I want to do something great! Not just for myself, but for everyone! Ponies included.”
“What the-!? Need I remind you what happened when we got here!?”
“... I do, pa… but I forgive them. I know you have trust issues, but I can’t just sit and wait for someone else to do this.”
“Are you saying-?”
“I love you, pa, but I can’t hate someone, or something, just because they’re bigger than me. I’m sorry, but… something greater calls.” She turned and walked out. He got up and followed.
“Wait!” She stopped and turned to him. “... Yer right… go and teach ‘em how we do it in Texas!” Jessie smiled.
“I will, Pa. For all of us.” She turned back and ran back to the main village, being the last of the people to join.
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At the Crystal Empire, a man in his early 20’s heard about the news. Whether it’s because of his chilhood, or idiocy, he only had one thing to say.
“Cool! It’ll be like Dark Souls, but fun!” The collective groans could be heard around him.
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Celestia watched with great enthusiasm as her guards returned with all the new, potential knights for her royal guard. The courtyard was filled with Tinies, ranging around 100,000 Tinies, some of which, will either quit, or may not be qualified for this job. Of course, she had their weapons being by her various blacksmiths, a task harder by the fact they had to be small, and will need their measurements for armor. Amongst the crowd, Wyatt stood nervously, Fergus had a disinterested look, Becky was focused on Celestia, Jessie looked rather enthusiastically, and Quinton looked rather bored, wanting action right now.
“Can I have your attentions, please?” Celestia began. The loud murmurs of the crowd began to die down. “As many of you have heard, there's a group of vigilantes out there. While I appreciate their ideals, protecting their kind, I, however, condemn their actions. You have answered my call, and I am sure you all have your suspicions on why I’ve done this. Some of you believe me to be afraid, and others think this is just a trap… let me assure you that those aren't true. I feel guilty for not treating your kind correctly, and want our kinds to be unified as one. You are no longer Tinies, you are…” She unfolded a flag, showing a flag that had a male and female knight back to back, both in defensive position. “The Knights of Unification.” The crowd murmured to each other, sounding really positive.
“Quite the mouthful there, eh, Sun ass?” Fergus asked himself. “But you can't lie to me.”
“Huh… a knight?” Wyatt asked. “Well… never thought that would happen.”
“Same job.” Beck said an eye roll.
“Hmm… this might be interestin’” Jessis said with a smirk.
“WHEN CAN WE FIGHT MONSTERS!?” Quinton shouted, but his voice muted by everyone else.
“Now,” Celestia continued “I will need all of you to give us your name, general information, and get yourselves familiar with your place. Your training begins tomorrow.” She turned and left, though Luna stood at the side.
“You really think they will join us?” She asked.
“I understand your concerns, Luna, but I trust this will work. If one can defeat Sombra, then surely, they can handle what may happen.”
After some time of finding each person's name, general information, and a few extras, everyone began to explore their training grounds, getting the general layout. While new things will arrive, modified for their size, the walls each had built in dorms, each about a story over the other, each about to house 6 people. Everyone was told that whicher dorm they chose, it's theirs, and whoever is in there will become their partners for the rest of their lives. Almost in the exact middle, Wyatt entered the door, seeing the 3 bunk beds, with two on the walls, and one at the end, with the middle being where everyone can stand at. At the sides where humanoid mannequins, indicating where their armor will be at.
“Huh… this is pretty nice.” He said to himself, walking to the far bunk and sitting on the bottom bed. “Not so sure about the mannequins, but it shouldn’t be-”
“I call the top bunk!” Quinton yelled, slamming the door open and running, jumping and climbing onto the bed. “Aww… so much better than dirt floors…”
“Uh… hello there.” Wyatt got up and looked at Quinton. “Seems we’re going to be partners. Is there-?”
“Ah! Newbies!” Fergus interrupted, walking in and taking the left bottom bunk. “And by the looks of it, one of you is a coward, and the other one is an idiot!”
“Hey!” Quinton yelled. “I watched Rick and Morty! So I know more than you know!”
“Ooh! Thinking a cartoon teaches you things? There’s a difference between actually learning and applying that to-”
“Great, seems I’m stuck with some babies.” Jessie replied, walking in and taking the right bunk. “Listen ya’ll, I’m a bit of a heavy sleeper, so don’t be mad at me for snorin’ loudly.”
“Snoring?” Wyatt asked. “No, it’s alright, I just don’t anymore trouble between-”
“A snorer?” Fergus replied. “Well, I’m a light sleeper, so I best suggest you fix yer snorin’ before I kick your fuckin’ ass!”
“Is that a threat?” Jessie replied.
“If you don’t change your-”
“Well… this is a lovely sight.” Walking in was Becky, in her armor. Everyone turned to her.
“Woah! A LARPer!” Quinton said. “Can I join your guild!?”
What the fuck is that!?” Fergus replied.
“Armor.” Becky replied bluntly, taking the helmet off. “So is this where we introduce each other?”
“Oh, right!” Wyatt said, getting up and extending his hand to her. “I’m Wyatt!”
“... Becky.” She extended her hand to him, shaking it.
“Becky?” Quinton asked. “I thought it was going to be something awesome!”
“And who are you?”
“Quinton. But most people remember me as YoursTruley128!”
“... Who?” Fergus asked.
“You wouldn’t know, old man. I was practically up there with Vanossgaming!”
“Old man!? Oh, you better watch what you say, you son of a bitch! And no one here gives a fuck of what you were! Not even these fuckin’ ponies!”
“Then why are you here?” Jessie asked. Fergus groaned.
“I came to serve in the army once again. When you’re taken away by your teammates by the Vanishing, you tend to be pissed off at everything that sees you as nothing but a snack.”
“Huh… I can see why. Name’s Jessie, by the way.”
“... Fergus.”
“Jeez, parents loved you much?” Quinton asked.
“YOU SON OF A BITCH!!!” Fergus jumped onto Quinton’s bed and began to beat some sense into him.
It was then, in the next day, that their training began, after eating some of the best looking, and tasting food, anyone has ever had since they arrived in Equestria. Quinton only had a few bruises on him, with nothing broken, luckily, and he remained quiet. Everyone else, and the people around, began to do their training, working on their muscles, cardio, and flexibility. Of course, as everyone did their own thing, Celestia had each person person go to her, alphabetically by their first name. It was a more personal interview she had with them.
Becky.
“So,” Celestia began. “By the looks of it, you seem already prepared for this. How long have you been in Equestria?”
“Lost track.” Becky answered. “Around when Haven was first made. Better than my old life.”
“Oh? And what would that be?” Becky sighed.
“Cashier at a McDonalds.”
“Hmm… Guess it was rough back there?”
“Yes. 4.0 GPA, but couldn’t get any good job. Thankful for the Vanishing and winding up here… even if you eat people.”
“Oh, rest assure I only eat people under certain circumstances. But how would you feel about being eaten?”
“... I don’t really know, ma’am. Never had been eaten, and don’t on plan to in the future.”
“Right… and have you grown attached to that armor of yours?”
“I’ve had, ma’am… but I’m not opposed to getting an upgrade.”
“Right.” Celestia wrote down on her notepad.
Fergus.
“Hmm… so you’re this here ‘Fergus’ I’ve been hearing?” Celestia asked. Fergus sat right in front of her, with his arms crossed, though he had a sour look on his face.
“Yeah. You’re talking to ‘im.” he replied.
“Seems by the looks of it, you seem to have both an anger and drinking problem. Is this true?”
“Aye.”
“And can you tell me how this all began?” His arms almost went limp, but he pointed at her.
“It’s all because of you! You and your god damn ponies treating every person here like nothing but sheep, ready to be slaughtered, or, in your case, be eaten as nothing more but snacks! But oh no, I’m not falling behind your ‘change of heart’ bullshit! I’ve handled with enough politicians to know that you’re scared shitless of what we can do! Those Wings of Liberty fellows? Oh, I know that you know that we know that we can hurt you! Alone, we’re weak, but together, we’re like ants taking down something much bigger than them! Try to make yourself look good by having us join you? HA!!! … Let’s see how long this can last.”
Celestia silently stared at him.
“What did you do before?” She asked.
“I was a soldier, your highness,” he replied sarcastically. “I was commander of my air force, with the best crew on foot. But that doesn’t matter to you, does it? I see your look. You want me to shut up about this? … Well… I will, but just to prove my point.”
“... I think we’re done here.”
Jessie.
“You seem to be quite the charmer around here.” Celestia spoke. “And, a hard worker, by the way I’ve seen you train.”
“Aw shoot,” Jessie answered with a slight blush. “Just trying to do my hardest out there!”
“Hm… I like that in somebody. And I take it that you were a rancher back home?”
“Sure am! ‘Course, it was mighty different home. Took mah family and I some time to change a bit.”
“I can see why. But tell me, do you think this is a good idea? This whole thing I’m doing?”
“Well, a few folk here are mighty skeptical, but I personally think that this is probably a safer bet than what those Wing o’ liberty folks have in mind.”
“Hmm… interesting.
Quinton
“Is there a lie detector around here?” Quinton asked, looking around. “I think there is one.”
“I assure, there is not.” Celestia answered. “Now, by what I’ve heard, you only joined to… be cool?”
“Yeah! I got nothing to do, so I might as well do something that was exciting.”
“... No other like moral choice? Political outlook? Or if this is a way to not be eaten?”
“Why would I need that? I already watch Rick & Morty, so I’m already better than half of these bozos you have.”
“... Ok, seems I know the perfect place with you.”
Wyatt.
Wyatt sat on his chair, stuttering a bit. Celestia sat down with an awkward smile.
“Uh… are you alright?” She asked. Wyatt’s teeth clacked loudly.
“Y-y-you… eat… people?” Celestia sighed.
“Yes, I do.” Wyatt began to hyperventilate. “But, no, I have no interest in eating you, or anyone around. I just need to let you know that you’re doing a good job, ok?”
“R-r-right!” He nodded rapidly.
“And you’ll do well.” More nods. “... It’s getting late. You should sleep on it.”
“Y-yes, ma’am!” Wyatt sprinted out as fast as his legs could take him. Celestia sighed to herself.
“This isn’t going as how I imagined.” The door opened and Luna came in.
“Perhaps we should give them a test run when the time is ready?” Luna suggested.
“We should.” Celestia yawned loudly. “But I’m rather tired… can you do the rest?” Luna picked up the clipboard.
“I can, sister. And after that, my nightly hunts!”
About a week had passed, and everyone’s suits were finished. By the looks of it, about half of everyone had received armor that was made out of gold, with some blue tints to it & matching plume on top. The rest was also divided, with ⅔ of the other half being nearly black & black, menacing looking armor. The rest, for how little, was a more heavy looking armor that had a closed helmet, and was covered in platinum. Each person around was assigned their armor, which, was very loose upon wearing, but magically tightened itself around it’s wearer, acting almost as a second layer of skin. Celestia looked at everyone above, seeing their somewhat mixed attitudes.
“Now, I’m certain you’re a bit confused by all of this.” She spoke, “But rest assure, you will be thankful for this. Some ponies have discovered some minerals with special abilities, and in this case, I chose those that would fit your armor to fit your exact body. If you’re wondering, all of you in gold are the ground soldiers; your strength comes from your numbers together, and your cooperation with each other.”
Quinton and Jessie looked to each other.
“Well, seems you and I will get along together.” Quinton spoke.
“Heh, hope ya’ll can focus on the mission than blabber on.” Jessie replied.
“For the dark armor,” Celestia continued “You’re the special task forces. Your intelligence and skills will lead you and your teammates to victory in combat, and provide support to any of your fallen allies.”
“Oh dear.” Wyatt said, looking at his armor. “I think there was a mistake!”
“I don’t.” Becky replied.
“And finally, the platinum wearers.” Celestia finished. “You are the leaders for your squads. Your leadership will get everyone together, and ensure victory.”
“Hmm… she finally pulled her head out of her ass.” Fergus spoke past his helmet.
“And if you’ve noticed, all of the people you’ve bunked with, not only are you all bunkmates, but you’re now a squad. A family. Siblings in arms. Work with each other, become stronger. Don’t just make me proud. Make yourselves proud.” Quinton chuckled in the crowd.
“Mass Effect 2.” He said to himself.
A couple of days had passed, with training going on, albeit, everyone’s expected to train in their suits and routinely clean them. Of course, being small, compared to ponies, some classic sword training was needed as a means to have them protect themselves from their own kinds, but for bigger things, as anything resident to Equestria, some new tactics were made and taught to help the new knights be able to take down their giants, but in a way that wasn’t fatal. Most of this involved them tripping their target and tying them up, though a few other exceptions were also made. However, with all of this going on, a large number of soldiers have fallen ill. While they stayed in their bunks, avoiding spreading their sickness and trying to get healthy, Celestia received news on a case, and had to act. Summoned before her was Fergus’s crew, in armor, with their weapons.
“I have summoned you all for your first mission.” She spoke.
“To get you cake?” Fergus replied. Celestia’s mane practically erupted into flame.
“No! This is important!” Her mane went back to normal as she breathed, letting the group to calm down after being surprised by her outburst. “I’m sorry, but I have no time for your jokes. I have received some news that human village was attacked last night, and a large number of people have been kidnapped.”
“Oh no!” Wyatt yelled. “So we’re gonna go and find those people?”
“Yes. But many of my subjects have also analyzed that it was a single creature at work here.”
“A single Fellow?” Jessie asked. “So this shouldn’t be too hard.”
“Not exactly. My subjects tell that it’s a dragon.” Everyone gasped.
“A dragon?” Quinton asked. “... AWESOME!!!” Becky smacked him in the back of the head.
“You will all have to go into the Dragonlands and find the missing people. But, and this is highly important, you cannot be seen by any other dragon, or kill the the dragon who took them.”
“Doing so will trigger a war?” Becky asked.
“Hm… that’s correct.”
“But how are we going to get there so fast?” Fergus asked. “You better pull something out of you ass fast now, princess!”
“I already have.” She pulled out 5 small bottles with her magic and gave it to them. “I will teleport you to the dragon lands, around where my subjects last saw the dragon. Those bottles are going to help you come back. Simply smash them onto the floor, and you will return. Only do it if you’ve completed the mission, with everyone you’ve rescued with you, or if it all goes down hill. … I hope it’s the former, and not the latter, for everyone involved.”
“Ah… right.”
“Quick question?” Quinton asked.
“Yes?” Celestia replied.
“What does the dragon look like?”
“Oh! Almost forgot. Be on the lookout for a red dragon with a light-yellow underbelly, and orange scales protruding out of it’s back.”
“Didn’t think you had enough brain cells for that one.” Fergus spoke to Quinton.
“Hey!” He quipped.
“Good luck to you all.” Celestia’s horn glowed, and in a swirl of her magic, they were teleported away. Walking next to her, in a slightly more bulky armor that Fergus wore, was Jonah, with his pregnant wife next to him.
“Do you think they will succeed?” He asked.
“I hope so. I’d hate everypony to be disappointed when they see them in action.”
The small team suddenly found themselves in a land that was almost barren. Rocks were around, looking barren and empty, only broken by the blast of steam below, and with some lava blasting. Fergus climbed on a nearby rock and looked around, seeing some huge mountains in the distance, with a few caves around, and, as he saw, dragons flying around! All of them were huge, much bigger than anypony around, perhaps huge enough to swallow everybody in one go. But, he shook it off.
“Alright, this is what we do,” he spoke. “We stick behind cover, avoid being spotted by any of these huge lizard bastards, find those people, and get the fuck out of here!”
“Y-yeah.” Wyatt added. “Those things are huge!”
“‘Course they are.” Jessie added. “They’re compensatin’ for somethin’.” Quinton chuckled.
“Just like someone we know.” Becky added, making everyone else chuckle, with Quinton looking like he just got shot.
“Alright, enough jokes,” Fergus spoke, trying to contain his laughter “Let’s… just go!”
After some time of travelling, hiding underneath some rock when a Dragon was overhead, mostly flying, but only once did a dragon walk overhead them. They stopped, however, as they heard some screaming.
“HELP!!! SOMEBODY!!! ANYBODY!!!”
“Oh shut up!” A growling voice was followed.
“Get down.” Fergus ordered, with everyone following suit, ducking behind a rock. He peeked behind the rock, seeing the dragon Celestia had described. He was kinda caught off guard by how, compared to the other dragons, while this dragon was pretty small to them... But to the knights, he was a monster. They watched as Garble quickly swallowed a person, a child by the looks of them, and letting out a loud burp.
“Alright guys, I know how to handle this.” Quinton leaped out from the rock rushing towards the red titan, Fergus peaked over seeing him rushing towards the dragon he grinds his teeth in aggravation. “LEEROY JENKINS!!!”
“You fucking idiot! Get back here!” Fergus roared as he watched the younger man running blindly into danger. Quinton ran under the dragon’s and stood right in front of the him, with the dragon looking down with a confused, but pleased look on his face. He bore a toothy grin looking down at the knight standing before him.
“Huh? What’s this? Some Tiny trying to act like a hero?” The dragon asked and let out a chuckle.
“Foos! RAH! DAAAH!” Quinton shouted. The dragon tilted his head in confusion and scratched his head. He just stood there completely off guard and dumb founded.
“FOOS RAH DAAAH!!!” The tiny shouted again, the confused dragon just raised an eyebrow, he scratched his head again not sure what was going on. The dragon coughed a little as Quinton started shouting more of the odd chants leaving the dragon to just stair in complete confusion.
“This is getting boring.” He said, simply stepping on Quinton like a bug. “Glad you aren’t as fragile as bugs; I love whole foods, not pancakes!” He lifted his foot up, seeing Quinton wedged into the floor, coughing a bit. “Hehehe… not so much of a hero, aren’t you?”
“Aw fuck it!” Fergus yelled. “Charge!” He and the other ran past their rock. “Oi! Right here you lizard bastard!”
“Oh? More Tinies in armor!? Heh, more for me!” The dragon reached down to grab Fergus. Becky ran in front, unsheathing her sword, and swiped at the dragon’s hand. To the dragon, it was an irritating poke that made his hand reel back.
“AGH! Why you little!!!” The dragon roared and stomped over to them he slammed his hand down trying to smash Becky. The clawed hand smashed onto the ground making a big dust cloud form just missing the woman. Wyatt ran and picked Quinton up from his floor, before delivering a slap to his face.
“What do you think you’re doing!?” He yelled. “This is not some videogame! This is real life!” Unfortunately, Quinton’s head wasn’t screwed on just right.
“Shadow… of the Colossal…” He blabbered.
“Great. Looks like-” He stopped and looked. He saw the dragon’s back scales sticking out. “Oh my god, Quinton, you’re a genius!” He pushed Quinton down, behind a rock, and joined the battle, getting next to Jessie, who poked at the Dragon’s toes, making it jump.
“How’s Quinton?” She asked, raising her shield.
“Down, but alive. I’ve got an idea, but you three need his attention.”
“Ah think we’re already there.”
“Well, okay, two of you get his attention. I got a plan.” He ran to Fergus, poking at its other toe, making it jump and roar in pain. “Fergus! I have an idea! But I might need Becky for this!”
“You better fuckin’ do it now!” He yelled. “This thing’s more than pissed off!”
Wyatt and Becky quickly ran around the dragon as Fergus and Jessie poked at his feet, the dragon swiped and snapped at them just missing them by inches. Wyatt ran behind him going towards his swinging tail and leaped up into it grasping a hold of the scaly member and used the spikes as a ladder to climb the dragon’s back, followed by Becky. The two made there way up the beast’s back his constant moving body made it problematic for them to stay in place on its back. The two pulled out met at the center of the dragon’s neck grasping on each shoulder blade. Wyatt pulled out a rope and tossed it over to Becky. Without a word, they loosed the length of the rope and climbed there way up the head unaware of them the dragon growled aggravated at the man below he opened his jaws ready to bite down when he felt two sets of tiny feet on his head he was about to look up but only saw the two tinies jumping off his head and both wrapping a rope around the dragon’s wrists. The two twisted around tieing up the dragon’s hands preventing him to move.
“Let’s get going!” Jessie yelled, tossing Fergus her rope to him. He caught it, and both ran on their own legs, running around and crossing each other, followed by both pulling hard. Like a freshly chopped tree, the dragon fell down onto it’s chest. Becky pulled her rope out and tied its wings up, preventing it to fly away, if it could. The dragon let out a groan, but was meet by a rope pulling it’s upper lips apart, making the dragon look like it was going to become a Thanksgiving turkey. That’s when Quinton woke up.
“Ow… my head…” He goraned, but saw the sight. “... Uh… did I walk into a set, or…?” Fergus marched to Quinton and slapped him across the face.
“Next time, think before you fuckin’ act up!” He ordered. Quinton rubbed his cheek.
“Y-yes sir…”
“Good. Wyatt! Becky! You have his mouth open?”
“Yes, sir!” Wyatt answered as he and Becky kept the dragon’s maw open.
“Good! Now, would ye be kindly to get the people out of it’s gut?”
“M-me?” Quinton asked.
“You're the one blew our sneak attack! Now get goin!”
“Yes, sir…” Quinton walked over and stared into the dragon’s maw. He noted the sharp teeth all around, with the webs of saliva, and the snake-like tongue that acted as a mat. A deep moan came, followed by a deep breath, and out came a green cloud, which made Quinton tear up and cough from it’s rancid feel. “Oh god… it’s smells like death.”
“Get going!” Quinton nervously swallowed and walked in. His feet squished on the otherwise soft tongue, and he stopped at the closed throat. With a nervous gulp, he forced himself down into the throat, which made the dragon tear up and gag at, but not enough to get Quinton out. Fergus turned to Jessie. “Alright, let’s go into that cave, find those people, and get the hell out of here.”
“Right.” Jessie replied, both turning and walking into the cave. The mouth of the cave was, as they expected, to be big, with rich minerals littered around the place, most looking like a bite was taken out of them. Besides that, the place was barren… except for some jars with some people in them, all looking afraid. Jessie ran to the jarred people, each looking happy to see them, but also confused on why they were dressed like that. Fergus looked at the jar.
“Hmm… stand back!” He pulled out his sword. The people inside stepped back. With a few good whacks, the jar broke, making a hole that was big enough for them to get out. “Alright, kids out first! Take your turns, but let’s hurry! Jessie, the others?” Jessie nodded and broke some of the other jars as well, freeing the people trapped in them, lifting the kids out so they don’t cut themselves.
Quinton groaned as he walked into the belly of the beast, as the smell got worse with each step. The large squishy chamber swayed in and out the stomach was littered with many things broken jewels chewed up by the mighty beast, smashed and chewed up homes, even a half bitten car was piled up in the disaster zone that was the beast’s belly. What made him shiver was the bones around, most were something like rodents and fish, but just the idea that something might’ve been slowly digested made him nearly wet himself… were it not for the people inside, huddled together.
“H-he got you too?” One of them asked.
“... No.” Quinton replied, quickly gaining his composure. “In fact! I bested the beast, and you’re all free!”
“F-free?” Another person asked.
“Follow me! We can get out the way we came in.” He turned around and tried to open the sphincter that got them in, only for it to be shut tight. “Uh… give me a moment.” He pulled his sword out and stabbed it into the middle. The dragon shook in pain, with the sphincter opening. “There we go! To freedom!” He lead the exodus of people to escape their captor’s belly, and back to the outside world.
The dragon teared heavily as Quinton got out with everyone else, a huge collection of coughing and gasping came, but sheer happiness as they were free, with Fergus and Jessie walking out of the cave with their freed people, who were also glad to be free. With everyone out, Wyatt and Becky jumped off, letting the dragon to spit the rope from his mouth.
“Oh, you’re all SO DEAD!!!” He growled. When I get out of these ropes, I’m not just gonna eat you all, I’m gonna keep you all in my stomach and drink lava! You’re all going to melt away one way or another! And I’m gonna enjoy hearing you all scream!”
“Well tough tit!” Fergus replied, pulling out the bottle. “Hope you love knowing you got your ass kicked by some small people!” He threw the bottle onto the floor, taking him, and everyone around, away. Wyatt noticed this.
“Get close everyone!” He yelled. The people grabbed onto each other. The rest broke their bottles on the floor, teleporting them all away.
“NO!!!” The dragon yelled… followed by Ember landing next to him before giggling.
“You were beaten by some Tinies?”
“... Oh no…”
All of the humans were teleported back to Canterlot… followed by a huge applause. The sight of a crowd of ponies applauding made them all jump. Looking behind them were some orbs, each displaying what each member saw.
“As you can see,” Celestia spoke. “Despite their size, these brave souls were able to not only beat the infamous Garble, but tied him up, and saved everyone inside without much problems. Mares and gentlecolts, give it up for one of the many new patrols; The Knights of Unification!” More applause came as some camera ponies surrounded the people, taking their pictures. Quinton’s ego made him pose for the cameras, though Wyatt just had a shocked look on his face, Becky stood stoic, Jessie just smiled and waved, and Fergus looked slightly annoyed.
The next day had arrived, and everypony was talking about Celestia’s new program. Turns out, everyone’s helmet had a spell that would project on any Crystal Ball Celestia, or some other high ranking official, would see, and who to see it from at will. It was a bit terrifying to say the least, but it was only activated when they were on duty, otherwise, it’s inactive. But, every soldier gathered around that night.
“So… seems we’re now in business, aren’t we?” Fergus asked.
“It looks like that.” Wyatt replied, but taking a deep breath. “Seems the pressure’s on us now… you heard what we have to do?”
“Keep Princess Twilight safe?” Jessie answered. “Yeah. I did.”
“I know… I don’t want to mess this up.” Becky watched as everyone remained silent, with everyone unsure if they were up to the task. She took her helmet off and stood up, clearing her throat.
Shadows fall, and hope has fled
Steel your heart, the dawn will come
The night is long, and the path is dark
Look to the sky, for one day soon
The dawn will come
"Dragon Age: Inquisition." Quinton spoke before joining her, along with a few other knights.
The shepherd's lost, and his home is far
Keep to the stars, the dawn will come
The night is long, and the path is dark
Look to the sky, for one day soon
The dawn will come
Soon, everyone joined in, it being heard by everypony around the area, Celestia and Luna included.
Bare your blade, and raise it high
Stand your ground, the dawn will come
The night is long, and the path is dark
Look to the sky, for one day soon
The dawn will come...
"They are more than ready to follow you, sister." Luna spoke.
"Indeed." Celestia replied. "I just hope I don't fail them as I've done before.