From Humans, to Cryptids, to... Ponies?

by TLP


Chapter 11: Make You Believe...

"You never know who's gonna take your life.. it could be that Haji over there.. or your new best friend.."-Unknown



Marcus picked up the Vulture Drone and placed it on the table, along with the pad. Applejack asked about the drone.

"What was it gonna do if ya didn't turn it off?" She asked curiously.

Marcus turned around and answered "You don't wanna know.. and again, sorry about that Fluttershy. But Twilight, did you turn them on at all before we were here?"

Twilight shook her head "No, I didn't even know you could with those black pads."

"Good, cause otherwise thing's would've gone downhill real fast." Marcus then saw another thing that caught his eye. A wrist pad with a grappling hook.

"Aw nice!" He said as he put it on his right wrist and turned it on, happy to see that it was in working condition "I got myself a new toy." He said to the group, who looked in confusion. Then Thompson spoke up.

"You ass, I was about to get that!" He said jokingly, but with a tinge of jealousy in his voice.

"Too bad. I never even knew grappling hooks existed. Well, one this small at least." Marcus said as he walked over to the Death Machine leaning against the wall.

"I still can't believe you teleported all of this.. including this thing!" He said as he lifted up the Death Machine by the grips, pressing a button and spinning it up. The barrels turned at an unholy rate as the girls watched in awe and horror.

Rainbow asked "What does that.. t-thing do?" She said nervously.

Marcus chuckled and said "You saw what I did with the wolves with that other weapon, right?" She nodded "Well, that would be nothing compared to this baby.. the weapon I used shot 631 rounds a minute. THIS thing shoots at about... 1,675 rounds a minute?"

Rainbow's eyes widened to an impossible size, and so did the rest of the girls. He just chuckled, released the button, and put it back down.

"Twilight, is it okay if we leave our stuff down here? I don't want anyone.. er pony, to be suspicious if we carry this, or any of our weapons in general. And you must promise me you will not touch them." He stated.

Twilight blinked a few times and nodded "Okay, I will. But can you give us a demonstration on one of your.. weapons?"

Marcus looked confused "Don't you guys have firearms, or anything like that?"

Twilight shook her head "No, we only use magic, swords, spears, crossbows, and shields. And our navy has cannons."

"Figures.." He thought, then spoke "Okay, but we only have so much ammunition. So only a quick demonstration, okay?"

Twilight nodded as they walked out of the basement, only to be met by a small, purple dragon who was holding a couple of books. He dropped the books on sight of Marcus and his squad.

"Uh.. who... what.." He started blubbering nonsense until Twilight spoke up.

"Don't worry, Spike. They're not gonna hurt you or anything. Right, guys?" She asked.

"Is... he a... d-dragon?.." Jackson asked, awed and confused.

"Uh.. yeah, I am. What? Never seen one before? What are YOU?" Spike asked.

"We're humans. Bad-ass humans, to be exact. And no, we haven't seen any dragons before. Where we come from, they're also a thing of myth and legend." Marcus said.

Spike shrugged "Well, we're real. You guys seem cool. Just don't hurt the girls, okay?"

Marcus chuckled "You got it, kid." He squated and gave Spike a bro-fist. He stood up and motioned the girls to follow him outside.

"Okay, let's go out to that field and I'll show you all. I don't want anypony wondering what sound this thing's gonna make." Marcus said.

They walked to a field behind Twilight's library, Thompson then pulled an M.R.E and placed it ontop of a rock. He then gave Marcus a thumbs-up and jogged back.

The girls watched as Marcus took out his M1911 and flipped it with his finger. He aimed down and turned to the girls.

"Cover your ears as hard as you can, unless you wanna go deaf." He asked.

The girls did as they were told. Marcus pumped the cocked the pistol and re-adjusted his aim. Then fired in semi-auto, the .45 caliber rounds flying out of the barrel and connecting to the M.R.E. It flew up into the air and fell back down, what was left of it. The girls just watched in awe, as Marcus lowered the M1911, smirking.

"Hey Rainbow, got a little on ya." He said, laughing as Rainbow wiped her face frantically. After she realized he was kidding, she glared daggers at him, making him laugh harder.

"You want to play pranks, eh? You are SO on.." She stated with a devilish grin. Marcus only smiled and rolled his eyes.

"You know what I did to Jackson.. if it's a prank war you want, then you're on.." He said, grinning manically. The two just stood there, staring at eachother until Kayla spoke

"Ok Marcus, you can stare at her all you want later." She joked "We need to set up camp here."

"You bet your ass I will.." Marcus thought... outloud. He then realized what he just said "Wait..-" Before he could finish, he hear uncontrollable laughs from his squad and giggles from the girls. He then heard a 'FWOMP* like sound as he turned to Rainbow with her wings fully extended and blushing so much it could burn the ground beneath her. The giggles then turned to full blown laughter.

"Wait.. what the? No.. I thought you meant the pran- oh you know what?! Screw you, Kayla you ass!" Marcus yelled "The fuck did I do to you?"

Kayla just kept laughing to the point where she was on her knees. Marcus just gave her the finger and turned to Rainbow, who was still in the same position.

"Uhm.. listen, Rainbow.. sorry I-" He was cut off when Rainbow regained her senses and turned to Marcus with rage in her eyes.

"Sorry? Sorry?! First you bucking headbutt me, then completley humiliate and emberass me infront of my freinds, and all you BUCKING say is SORRY?!" She roared angrily, the laughs and giggles were long gone by now.

Before Marcus could say anything, Rainbow turned and bucked him in his left kidney with all her strength. Marcus still had his M1911 in his right hand, so as his left hand clutched his side, his right hand thoughtlessly pulled the trigger as pain soared through him. The pain dissapeared when a .45 caliber bullet went throught the right side of his jaw and into his head.

Before he pulled the trigger, he heard an echoy voice instead of Rainbow's, one he knew all to well...

David Archer..

"Make beileve... Make you believe.."