The Conversion Bureau: You're A Wizard
By DaBunnanaKing
Chapter Two: That... makes sense... kinda
-In Canterlot-
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"Wow Ulysses I am surprised that you took to trotting so quickly as it took us a lot of practice runs." said Jack who was trotting besides Ulysses happily,
"As strange as it sounds it just feels right for some reason. I mean as alien as it is it feels like I know all of this instinctually." he replied turning his head towards Jack,
"Lucky I wish I was like that," Rafael said, trotting carefully still trying to come accustom to his four new appendages, "James could I lean against you for a bit... I mean just until I get used to walkin... I mean trotting."
"Sure," James happily replied, who now had Rafael leaning on him. They all trotted down the long hall which was beautiful crafted from stone and marble and was lined with statues, paintings and busts of ponies. They were also escorted by five royal guards that wore the same armour as the ones that he saw at the bureau, but one had a different kind of color scheme. He was a pegasis stallion who had the standard shiny gold armour but it had a small silver trimming around the edges of the plate armour and his helmet had a very deep blue crest to it. He must of been a higher rank than the others since whenever they passed any guards they would come to attention and give a salute.
"When you meet the Princesses be sure to bow to them, never turn your backs to them and be extremely polite. Understand gentelcolts?" he said in a semi low voice,
"Yeah, so I guess you're the boss around these parts?" Ulysses said, while moving next to the pony who was clearly even a higher rank than Ulysses had ever reach in the Army or the SAS.
"Hahaha," he chuckled lightly, "You could say that or General Tornado would be mad at me. No I'm just one of the officers in charge of human relationships and also one of Princess Celestia's private guard."
"Ahh, so you're one of the Special Royal Guards." Ulysses replied trying to keep pace with him, "So what's your name?"
"My name is Captain Razorwing.” he said,
“Nice to meet you, I’m Ulysses Velara.”
“I know. I remember recalling that they said you were mentally unstable, unpredictable, highly aggressive, trained in all forms of combat, smart and a quick thinker. In other words a forced to be reckoned with, and that's without going into what the SAS said about you.” Said Razorwing,
“How did you get into the ADF’s personnel files? Because I know those things were under lock & key with guards in the room 24/7.” replied Ulysses giving a quizzical look, as he began to worry about all the ponies that could blackmail him.
“Well your whole government did collapse after we shortly emerged and began offering conversion. Heck most of your military were getting converted by the truckloads, sometimes we couldn’t even ponifiy them at all because we would run out of the potion with in the first few days.”
“Wait so the Australian government collapsed...?” Said Ulysses as his mouth dropped to the ground in pure shock, and then he looked to his ponifed squad, “Why didn’t you tell me?”
“It doesn’t really come up in conversation that easily.” said James, who then stood up on his hind legs and intimidated Ulysses voice as close as he could, “Grrrr, I’m Ulysses and I got frozen. Go do that over there and get that door open. Grrrrr,” then switching back to his voice, “Okay but let me tell you that your government and country collapsed and the HLF was formed there and everypony there is a HLF gun totting supporter.”
“Sweet Celestia, was the HLF really formed in Australia?” asked Ulysses,
“Yes, but I think it was made more so to topple the government in the beginning. Later on they moved towards kicking out ponies because it was apparently it was ‘draining their population and they were turning humans into slaves for the better of the Equestrian people.” added Jack.
“Well that seems right since back when I was around most of Australians were turning into rednecks and the government was becoming extremely oppressive after we were invaded, then the economy began to fall and prices rose, heck my pay was even downgraded.” Ulysses replied.
The group approached a large door that was guarded by two grey coated unicorns in the same golden armor as the rest of the guards that Ulysses had seen. The escort of guards stopped and the Captain turned around and addressed the group.
“Now gentelcolts, when you meet the Princess bow before her and never turn your back towards them. You shall address them as Princess Celestia or Princess Luna, anything else and I will make you regret ever turning into a pony. Is this clear?”
“Yes sir.” All three of them cried out except for Ulysses,
“I said do I make myself clear?” asked Razorwing, whilst putting his face directly in front of Ulysses muzzle.
“Yes but I have a bone to pick with Celly,” Angrily replied Ulysses, “But just to humor you I will keep it to myself.”
“Good,” he turned around and nodded to the door guards who then used magic to open one side of the door.
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They all entered the room which was a large courtroom that was the same exact one that Ulysses had dreamt about while he was being forcefully being converted. It was the same; marbled floors, great soaring columns that held the ceiling up were at least two ponies thick and a large and a red carpet that goes from the doors to two thrones at the end of the courtroom.
Razorwing motioned the group to enter and then fell in behind them. They all came to a stop and all of the guards bowed before the Sun and Moon goddesses, the the group did so as well.
“You are dismissed Captain, I would like a word with our guests.” spoke Princess Celestia,
“Yes ma’am.” responded Razorwing, giving a saute before leaving the courtroom with his small cluster of guards.
“So now that we are alone,” said Celestia, trotting up to the small group flanked by her sister, “I must ask for your help Ulysses.”
“What?” he replied shocked, “Why me... Wait, is that why you ponified me?”
“Ulysses you were always a pony. The ponification just reverted you to your old state.”
Ulysses jaw dropped to the ground with a near on audible thud and nearly passed out with what Celesita had said, “What do you mean I was always a pony?”
“Celly I thought you were going to tell him in private.” loudly whispered Luna to Celestia.
“Well I was but they were going to find out at some point.”
“Will anypony please tell me what is going on!” shouted Ulysses in anger,
“Well Ulysses a long time ago...” began Celestia, before being cut off by Ulysses.
“No offense your majesty but could we cut to the chase?”
“No, now where was I? Ah yes now I remember. A long time ago when Equestria was still a forming nation and I was still a young princess there was a powerful wizard called Star Swirl the Bearded. He was an expert spellcrafter and father of the amniomorphic spell.”
“So he could turn ponies into sheep, but what does this have to do with me being a pony?” said Ulysses, as everypony in the roomed turned to him and gave him a quizzical look, “What Latin was one of the subjects I could pick from, I thought I was going to be a doctor one day.”
“So he somehow came into my universe and turned me into a pony?”
“Ulysses would you please shut your trap and let the Princess speak!” cried James, as he was nearly at tears with the constant interruption of Ulysses after every sentence that Celestia said.
“How?”
“You interrupted him during one of the complex stages of the ritual he had to perform in order to open up the portal. Sadly when you did interrupt him the portal sucked you in and that was the last we ever heard of you. Until recently when we found out that you were alive... even though you change into a killing machine we didn’t think it was you. So we had to test you... that note we gave you had a spell woven into it that would read your past and it confirmed what I had suspected.” she backed up as a bit and pointed her hoof at Ulysses, “You are the son of Star Swirl the Beard, Ulysses Velara. But that is not your real name, for your real name is Dust Storm.”
Ulysses stood there speechless, attempting to comprehend what the princess had said to him, ‘Am I really a pony?’ Was the only words going through his head.
“I... I... How is this posible Princess?” he managed to say,
“Not even I know Dust, but we still need your help.”
Authors Notes: I think I might write some more of this. Quite fun actually. So comment and rage and stuff like that. Also if you haven’t noticed I haven’t edited this at all so if you want to preread this crap then tell me.
-Bunnana King