Chapter 3
You continued to stare at your quiver, what had just transpired still shocked you. You weren't one to startle easy, you had dealt with dragons, talking dogs, and a crazy Daedric Prince. But having a pink pony come out of your quiver was not something you were prepared for.
"Um... Mr. J'Dagna? Are you alright?" Hearing Twilight's voice, you shook your head to clear the crazy, and stood turning back to face the group of ponies behind you.
"I'm fine, this is not the first ridiculous thing I have run across in my days, I'm sure it will not be my last."
"Well, okay then. if your sure. Do you want to keep going?"
"Actually pony, no. I need rest, and I should give you a full explanation as to why i attacked you pet dragon." You stood, rolling your head to loosen your slightly stiff neck muscles.
"Ugh, Spike is my assistant, not my pet. Why does everypony get confused on that?" She facehoofed, sighing in exasperation.
"Probably because you having an exotic pet dragon is more likely than said dragon being an assistant. Although uncommon, there is one where I come from with a pet dragon."
"Really? Who?" She looked to you expectantly, possibly hoping for a grand tale of some dragon taming hero, who saved the land with his flying, fire breathing companion.
"Me." A simple answer, one that crushed her hopes of storytelling.
"Oh. Well, shall we go inside?"
"But of course. After you." You followed the lavender mare inside the large tree, and sat down on the couch in the main room. Twilight sat in a nearby chair.
"So, what is your elaborated reason for almost taking my assistants head off." Twilight shuddered at the mental image, but regained her composure soon enough. She was nothing if not level headed.
"Well, you recall me saying that dragons are dangerous yes?" She nodded, and you continued. "Well, where I am from, Skyrim, the dragons are very dangerous. They patrol our skies, burning our villages, and killing our loved ones. They had been gone, or rather dead, for hundreds of years. But, as if the war wasn't bad enough, they started coming back to life. Legends foretold of this, and that these would be dark times. However, legend also foretold of a hero, the Dragonborn or 'Dovakin' in the dragon tongue. This hero is me. This is how I can use the thu'um, the shouting. I speak the language of dragons when I do this. My destiny was to stop Alduin, The World Eater and basically king of the dragons. When I did this, those who would have benefited from his success turned on me. This is how I came to be here. One particularly lucky dremora got hold of my Wabbajack and banished me here. I have only met two dragons who I am now befriended to, and one took some convincing."
"Convincing?"
"I beat him within an inch of his life and killed his 'lord', Alduin."
"Well that's...brutal."
"Quite. But, other than Odahviing and Parthurnax, I've killed every dragon I've come across. So, in my eyes, your pet- er, assistant, was no different. I apologize for my actions, and I hope we may forget what has passed, so we may start anew."
"Of course, but you'll have to promise not to go just killing dragons all willy-nilly. They are still inhabitants of Equis, and are quite sentient. Although, they are still a constant threat. I should consult the princess about this."
"The dragons in Skyrim were sentient as well. This did not matter to me. I did what had to be done. But besides, how many dragons could this land of yours have? One, Two-hundred?"
"The last count yielded approximately four-thousand six-hundred and seventy-five. Give or take five-hundred." She sat there, a small smile on her face, as if this population, nay, infestation was perfectly normal. Your right eye twitched, and you collapsed to the ground in a heap.
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You awoke, lying on Twilight's couch. Said purple unicorn was nearby, pacing back and forth with a nervous look on her face. You groaned slightly, and she immediately noticed you were awake. She rushed over to you and began to ramble.
"Ohmygosh! Are you alright? I was so worried! I told you how many dragons were here on Equis and your eye twitched and then you fainted! What happened?!"
"Calm yourself pony. I was merely shocked by the sheer number of dragons in your land. It was far too much for my mind to comprehend. Strange, this has happened twice now since I've been in your world. I hope it does not happen again." You swung your legs off her couch and stood, the blanket that had been covering you falling to the floor. You stretched you arms and back, and gave a slight grunt when your shoulder popped. You looked down to see Twilight with a blush on her face, covering her eyes with a hoof. "Twilight, why do you appear so flushed? Have I done something to embarrass you?"
"No."
"Then what is wrong?"
"You're naked."
You looked down, you completely unclothed body was displayed in all its glory before Twilight. You chuckled slightly, and looked around for your armor.
"I'm sorry, but I had to take off your armor, in case it was caused by lack of blood flow. Please don't be mad."
"I assure you, I am far from upset with you pony. It is not the first time someone besides my mother has seen me naked. And it certainly won't be the last, I'm sure." You noticed your armor in the corner, and moved to put it on. You put your pants on, followed by the rest of your armor with the exception of the cowl. "You may look now my friend." Twilight lowered her hoof and gave a small sigh of relief.
"Oh! I just remembered something! While you where unconscious, I had Spike send a letter to Celestia telling her everything. She's coming to see you!"
"Celest-who?"
"Celestia! She's my mentor, the princess, and the pony who raises the sun every day! She's very important, as you can tell."
"Oh, if that is all. Though I am a bit concerned. You said that his was a peaceful land and that attacks by dragons were unheard of, yes?"
"Yes, but I don't see how that's... oh."
You got down on one knee, a comforting hand on her shoulder. "Do you see what I am talking about? Once you ruler learns that I am a killer, she will surely throw me in some dungeon, or worse, kill me."
"No! She would never kill anypony! Ever!"
"Ah, but I am no pony my purple friend. I am a carnivorous stranger, armed literally to the teeth, and I almost took your pet's-" she glared at you, "-assistant's, head off. She will no doubt see fit to be rid of me as quickly as possible." She motioned to argue, but a knock was heard at the door just then, and Twilight moved to answer it. You stood, and waited for the inevitable to happen. Twilight slowly and cautiously opened the door to reveal two white stallions in golden armor. Behind them stood a tall, pure whit pony with both a horn and wings, wearing a crown and golden breastplate. Her hair was also very peculiar, it was luminescent green, pink, and blue, and flowed in a nonexistent breeze. She smiled at her student, then her gaze turned to you, and her face contorted into a scowl. She stepped passed her guards, much to their chagrin, and approached you.
"My students assistant Spike has told me much about you in his letter. How you were a bipedal feline, who possessed great power, and skill in combat. How you were from another world, and how you were a dragon slayer. One who almost killed him had Twilight not stopped you. I should have you killed on the spot for nearly ending the life of my personal students 'brother'." Her guards move toward you, drawing swords. Your hands instinctively moved to your axes. You and her guards glared daggers at one another, each one ready to tear the other to pieces. "However," the princess spoke, both you and her guards looking up at her with confusion. "I am not unreasonable, and I think I may have a use for you. One that would fit your skill set very well, if what Spike told me is true." She turned and faced her student. You and the guards turned back to one another, questioning looks on the faces of all. "Twilight," the princess started once again. "I would like for you to gather your friends and have them meet here. There is much to discuss, and I'm afraid I bring bad tidings.