Story 2
Arch Angel
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My name is Arch Angel. I am 15, my coat is neon blue, my mane is spiky and is black with teal on top. My cutie mark is the ghost recon future soldier skull and I am half robot or at least that's what other ponies say. I am the leader of a secret protector group called The Ghosts. I'm going to tell you the story about how we made the group.
I had just woken up to sunshine and lots of it. I was in a room shared by three other ponies. The one on my right is a changeling named Flash Drive. He usually is in the form of a pony with a dark grey coat and a red and white mane and blue eyes. He is my most trusted soldier and has an interesting story. He ran away from his hive because no pony cared about his existence. I found him and under the permission of Princess Luna, trained him.
The pony to left is Juggernaut. He is an earth pony but I don't know what the heck he looks like. Is he red or green or blue? I don't know! The reason why is because he wears armor all over his body. Basically, he's a living tank!
In front of me was Big Joke or Joker as we like to call him. He is an earth pony with a blue coat with a hint of black and a black mane. He was born with brittle bone disease and when I found him, we gave him a experimental serum to fix his legs. His cutie mark are pilot wings. It was at a late hour but I could already tell that it was time for the night shift.
After waking up the rest, we put on some equipment and we put on a mask to conceal our identities. I told them places to go.
"Joker, you and Juggernaut go and protect the suburbs. I will go into the alley ways. Flash, you go to the castle." I said.
I soon reached the alleyways. It was dark, but that didn't stop me from hearing the pleas for help.
"Help me!" I heard a voice say.
"It's no use, Non-fiction Writer. The only thing you can do is DIE!" I heard another voice say.
I came across the end of the alley. In the corner was a mare with a cyan coat and a pink mane. She was holding a filly in her grasp that had a cyan coat and a mint mane with a pink stripe in it who looked around 6. They both had fear in their eyes as I saw a cloaked pony was trying to kill the mare. Before he was able to shoot the mare, I hit him, right behind him. Unfortunately, he had shot and it accidentally hit the mare in the front, left hoof. She fell and the filly went near her. I hit the colt and then, brought him to the police, but in secrecy. I looked at the mare. The filly was curled up next to her, tears in the filly's eyes.
"Flash," I said through my headphones. "could you please take this filly to her house and her mom to the hospital. The mom got shot and the filly needs someone to take care of her."
"Yes, Arch." I heard through the headphones.
After a successful night of crime fighting, I finally had all of us at headquarters. I had taken the cloaked figure to the police, but unknown to me, that that action would bring somepony to find me. We all talked about our crime fighting. Flash stopped a burglar, Joker stopped a murderer, and Flash stopped a bunch of drug dealers. We all sent them to the police.
Suddenly, I heard a lot of ponies coming into out headquarters.
"All ponies, evacuate through the secret escape route!" I said.
"I can't find the secret escape route! It's too hidden." said Joker.
"We found it." said Flash, rolling his eyes.
I then heard ponies knocking at the door. I was more alarmed. I quickly got ready for battle. Right before they got in, I heard the secret escape route door slam. I knew that they had escaped. Just then, a group of ponies broke in. They had guns. Before I was able to shoot at them, they shot a dart at me. I started feeling sleepier and sleepier until I fell asleep.
I heard yelling and the barking of orders as I slowly woke up. I saw one stallion with an orange coat and a red mane with blue eyes. Two other ponies were near him but as time stretches, I don't remember what they looked like.
"You! What's your name?" asked one of the ones near the other stallion.
I refused to answer only to have a pony take off my robotic wing. I yelled in pain as it hurt.
"My name is Arch Angel." I said.
"So, Arch, tonight, at 12:00 A.M., were you involved with a mare and her filly with a mugger? If so, tell me, did you hurt the mare?"
"Why would I hurt a single pony that is innocent while the mugger is not?" I answered his question with a question.
"Now, the filly reported having her mother brought to the hospital by another pony with the same mask. Now, how many of you are there?"
I refused to answer, for if I said the amount, my friends would be in trouble.
"Not speaking, huh? Bring him to the electro shocker after tearing off his other wing." yelled the same pony, which I assumed and still assume, is the leader.
Yet another wing was torn off and again a pain went through my body. This time, something surprised me about the pony with the orange coat.
"Stop! Stop the Torture!" He yelled, sounding like as though he couldn't bear it any longer.
"Fire Flier! Do you dare defy my authority?" the leader asked.
"If you don't stop the torture, I'll use my amulet. You won't have ponies to serve you anymore." said the orange pony.
"What makes you think that without torture, he will talk?" the leader again trying to get the upper hoof of the argument, clearly failing.
"I believe that if you don't torture a soul, they won't hurt you, and, maybe they could give you the information much quicker than when you are torturing them." I was listening intently over the fate of my life.
"What next? After this, you will return to your family? They rejected you!" The leader fiercely trying to scare him but to no avail.
"NO! I REJECTED MYSELF, THINKING THAT I WAS A MONSTER AND NOW I KNOW THAT I AM A MONSTER JUST FROM LEAVING MY FAMILY!" The leader looked terrified and backed up along with the other pony.
"Well, let's give you a surprise then." said the leader.
To my surprise, a bouncing filly came into the room. She had a red coat and an orange mane and green eyes. Seeing the pony that saved my life, the filly jumped onto him.
"Daddy!" She cried as both of them laughed.
"Mike the Mechanic, fix him. Then, have Fire Flier deal with him. I completely cleanse myself of this."
I soon found myself in a room where they fixed my wings and other injuries from past fights. When I was done, they lead me to a room where I saw the same pony with his daughter.
"Let me guess. Cameras are all over this room." I said after seeing the sheer emptiness of the room other than a table and three chairs.
"If you can believe me, there is none, and no glass or any other thing that could record what your saying. Just you, me, and my daughter."
I sat down and he quickly introduced himself.
"My name is Fire Flier. This is my daughter, Fire Hawk. Say hello, Fire."
The filly only looked at me with a shy look. She didn't say hi and yet, Fire Flier continued.
"Sorry about how they treated you. Our leader is from a group of gangsters so, they do punishment hard. Now, to business. You have done me a kindness. You have made me want to be with my family again. I want to do something to repay you."
I thought hard about this offer. I could use things for the ghosts.
"Why would you give me this offer if you could believe what your boss says about me being the pony who wanted to kill that mare?"
"I believe that my boss has no eyes. He can't see through his heart so he doesn't see how you could help the government. Your group saved a mare and her filly's life in the break of night where crime takes a foot. I want your group to succeed."
"My group is has three other ponies other than me. We need food, high-tech weapons, and more ponies. What could you do?"
The colt looked at me and then said, "We will give you the funding and support for all of these things. You won't have to pay us a penny."
Such kindness was a gift. It's not everyday that a pony saves your skin and then gives you something. I was very grateful.
After coming out of the room, the colt said, "Boss, their group needs food, high-tech weapons, and more ponies to fight with. You do this, I will let you keep my pay check."
The boss thought about it before saying to me, "Round up your men. You are getting an upgrade."
The last thing that nice colt asked before leaving was, "What's the name of your group?"
I answered, "We are the Ghosts."
"Then, Ghosts, you shall never be killed. Your motto shall be "You can't kill a ghost." This will be a secret military organization."
That is how my group, The Ghosts, rose above others. I will always be known as the starter of the Ghosts but my savior, Fire Flier, will always be the one to help it.