//------------------------------// // Chapter 2: The Waiting Game // Story: Angel vs. Villain(ous) // by Angrywritingskills //------------------------------// Jim ran as fast as he could and then faster. That was until he realized he still had wings and could fly. With a running start he jumped into air and attempted to flap his wings. But all that happened was he tired himself out and hit the ground. He crawled back up to a sitting position. This time at least he landed in flowers and he even avoided injuring his wings. But was the pony still after him? He looked behind him and decided he was safe. The sight of a pony after all this time really scared him and he was hoping to stay hidden. After he had caused their extinction he thought he would be gone of them for good. But now he was thrown back into their world. One which he had hoped to never see again but God told him to do something and he had to. Kind of a bad predicament he was in. Oh but in the meantime he was surrounded by lovely flowers. Actually they were beautiful flowers that seemed to draw him into the environment. “I got it!” Jim exclaimed. “I’ll pick some nice flowers to give to Jasper.” Jim said picking them one by one. “Then he’ll trust me and I can get word from God to bring him back.” Jim did this for a while until he suddenly threw them up in the air. “Jim!” He screamed. “Your WEIRD this mission it’s not real. You’re acting like a pony. You’re gunna get old and never gunna get laid!” Jim burst into tears and fell into the flowers weeping. He didn’t notice the pony approaching him. She approached him cautiously since the only other human in this world was evil and tricked them all. But this one had wings and was crying instead of ruling. It was an odd predicament. She, Sweet Heart, had followed the creature after it ran away. It wasn't hard to follow but that was due to its clothing. Now that she found it again she hadn't expected it to be in this state. It was clearly lost and desperate but that didn't seem right. It resembled the king so much and the king was completely evil. But how could this creature be evil too? It almost seemed to resonate goodness and purity. “Um are you okay?” Sweet Heart said bounding over to Jim. It didn’t matter the creature, someone crying just needs someone. “No!” Jim wailed. “I’m trapped here and I’m all alone and I want to go home!” Almost on instinct Sweet Heart gave the grieving angel a hug. “It’s okay, it’s okay.” She repeated. “Everything will be alright.” Sniveling , Jim looked at her. “Is there another human here?” “Yes there is. Do you know him?” “Where is he?” Jim asked. “He’s in Canterlot on his thrown. How do you know?” Jim looked at her and his expression changed from sad to stoic to happy. “Thanks I was just unsure.” Sweet Heart had no time to react when suddenly Jim laid his hand on her and electricity filled her body. It was the classic cartoon thing where the skeleton is seen flashing back and forth. Then just as quick the pony was ashes and lied in a pile of ashes which Jim collected in his hands. He blew them and they took flight up into the sky. “Go with God.” He called. “Or since you don’t believe in God go to your heathen whatevers.” Jim wiped his hands together. “What a nice girl. Too bad I hate her kind.” He said with a chuckle. Producing a mirror he looked at himself. He was a dirty but what got him was his age. When he died he had been around thirty. It was hard to tell his exact age back then after so many years. And he still looked thirty. That wasn’t good. If he wanted to approach Jasper he needed to look about his age. “This won’t do.” Jim scowled. He started to then youngify himself. He progressed down the scale until he was eighteen. At this age he looked around Jasper’s age maybe younger. “Now about these clothes Jim.” Jim said. “Oh and the wings.” They needed to go. He needed something to blend in with. Actually scratch blending in, he was surrounded by ponies that only ever seen a human once. He would just need regular casual clothes. With his thoughts he went through clothes he had worn in the past. Soon he found out he couldn’t decide. “Alright so since this isn’t working I’m going with my most iconic look.” He held out his arms. “My janitor outfit from my first job!” Wait what was he thinking? “What am I thinking?” He said. “I’m just gunna wear what I wore when I was the Antichrist.” The jumpsuit changed black and a red anarchy A appeared on the back. “Anti C, Anti B, I sure as hell hate MLP.” He giggled to himself. His wings were gone and as he ran his hands through his hair which made it shorter. He became what he had looked like as a mortal. Cute and non -threatening. There was still sunlight left so he decided to set off for Canterlot and find Jasper. Along the way he would come up with a plan. And by plan he meant he was gunna wing it. The city of Canterlot was busy upholding Jasper’s demands. There were weapons being made and other intimidating stuff. Ponies seemed to complain but they did as they were told. In their work then never noticed the additional human walking around. That was because the additional human was sulking in the shadows. It had hit him that maybe being a human wouldn’t be a popular move at the moment. And sure he could disguise himself as a pony, but that seemed disgusting and wrong. It was easy to avoid the eyes of the ponies. Their eyes were on the front of their heads unlike their horse counterparts in the human world. Meaning their vision weren’t as well as regular animals. No they are a special type of animal. More importantly they were focusing on one thing at a time so they were easy to sneak by. Jim found it easy to make it to the castle because in reality there weren’t a lot of ponies on the streets. But there were ponies guarding the entrance. There was no way around that without the use of his powers. And in that moment Jim decided that using his powers, was for pussies despite his previous use of it. With a good count to three he ran out into the open and right to the castle guards. “Yo what’s up my homies? How is it down in Canterlot?”Jim whiteness was showing. “Sweet Celestia.”One of the guards said in disbelief. “Are you another human?” The other guard asked. “No.” Jim stated. “I’m a dog.” “He’s lying it’s another human.” The first guard said. “But what is it doing here?” “Just bring me to Jasper.” Jim ordered. “What do you want with the king?” The second guard asked. “Who cares? He’s just like him.” The first guard said. “Let’s get him and the king will decide.” “Yeah the king.” Jim cheered having no idea what was going on. The two guards brought him in at spear point. It didn’t bother the angel but did they really have to be so rough? Other guards joined until there were four spears pointed at his neck. They marched him to a big chamber door that was no doubt the entrance to the throne room. After playing some pony form of rock, papers, scissors, one unlucky guard snuck in to inform the king. After about two seconds a very loud “what!” was heard from inside. The guard poked his head out of the door and ushered the party in. “Hey don’t tell anyone but I’m kind of nervous.” Jim said to the guard to his right. “You and me both pal.” The guard replied. As soon as the doors opened, Jim ducked under the spears. He escaped the guards and ran into the middle of the throne room. The guards ran after him in an effort to restrain him but it was Jasper who called them off. “My lord.” A pony guard bowed before him. “We found this human in the front of the castle. He approached us and started speaking gibberish. We brought him in here because he looks like you in a way.” “Did you search him? Check to see he wasn’t armed before we met?” Jasper asked coldly. “Oh um, no, my lord.” The guard stammered. “Well it’s too late.” Jasper stated. “In the mean time how about you raise security. If someone can waltz up to the front of the castle unnoticed than I want more protection.” The guard bowed again and walked past Jim who was glaring at the pony. “Faggot.” He sneered. The pony returned a confused look to Jim, clearly not understanding the word. Jasper was busy looking Jim over. He was both shocked and confused. But not stupefied, because this scenario did run through his mind once. “So,” Jasper said. “What’s your name?” “Jim.” Jim said smugly. “Well Jim.” Jasper said. “I don’t know what form of trickery this is but tell Twilight that her tricks don’t work on me.” Before Jim could talk, Jasper had him his hands around his neck, choking the life out of the poor angel. “My wife can turn into a human! Do you not think I wouldn’t consider the possibility that one of you could too?” Jasper’s eyes glowed red like the gem on his gauntlet. Jim desperately grabbed the air above him. Jasper had caught him completely off guard and he was panicking since he was unsure if he died where he would go. Probably not back to Heaven. After awhile of the struggle Jasper let go. Jim got on one knee and felt his neck. He could feel the marks as he breathed in heavily. “Sorry.” Jasper said trying to regain his composure. “It seems you really are a human like me.” Jim was furious but he was fighting the urge to choke Jasper back. He needed the king alive and it didn’t matter what happens, as long as Jasper is alive. Besides he had two thousand year of practicing to deal with mortal sins such as anger and anxiety. “Please get up.” Japer urged taking Jim by the hand. “I’m sorry I hurt you, Jim. Are you okay?” Jim didn’t respond until he was properly on his feet. Still rubbing his neck Jasper could see the marks. “I’m playing the waiting game.” Jim said sounding hoarse. “Waiting game?” “Yeah waiting game.” Jim cleared his throat. “I’m waiting for this to end.” “Oh I see.” Jasper walked past his guest. “Walk with me.” He said kind of authoritative. Jim did. They walked down the long hallways of the castle surrounded by flags of Jasper’s reign. Jasper did his best to try and act civil. “If you think this is a dream then you’re mistake.” He informed Jim. “You are indeed in Equestria.” He stopped. “You do know what that is right?” “Equestria yeah.” Jim nodded. "My Little Pony. Friendship is Magic.” “Ah so you’re a brony I take it.” Jim nodded. “No fuck you, bronies were faggots.” Jim snapped. “Uh huh.” Jasper looked at the kid in front of him. He was only slightly taller but there was something off about him. Whether it was his close to skinhead haircut or his odd attire, Jasper knew something was up. “Well.” He held his hand out and a door to their left opened up. “You look exhausted so why don’t you rest for the night and we can do that waiting game you were talking about in the morning.” Jim looked at the room and at the bed inside. He made a grunting noise and headed inside. Jasper watched him enter and closed the door behind him. He also noticed the A on his back. Anarchy. Immediately as the door shut Jasper locked it. Then he called for a guard. “Your majesty?” The guard greeted his king. Jasper glared daggers at the guard. “I’m not in the mood for anything to go wrong so make sure that he is kept under watch the whole night and make sure to alert me of anything that happens with him.” The guard saluted and Jasper walked off. “Now I’m going to find Twilight Sparkle and when I do I’m gunna peel the skin from her skull!” Jasper stopped in his tracks. “While she’s alive!”