It was a beautiful morning in Equestria, the birds were singing, the bunnies were running and humming, squirrels were gathering food, everything looked so typical, well, not counting the fact that a never seen before creature was walking with three fillies in the EverFree Forest. Many of the animals were watching him with wonder eyes while hiding.
"So what are you exactly?"
The whole time on the trip was nothing but question after question. Most of these were what he was, where he came from and what was he carrying. Their questions that seemed amusing at first were now driving him up the wall. He still didn't answer their questions, so all he settled for was just grunts until he just stopped making noises altogether.
"You don't like talking do you?"
Garyx just snorted at that.
"Surely you have questions of your own."
He did, but he refused to say anything. All he was going to was drop them off at their village and then be on his way. With luck, he would be all alone with no more humans...
He glanced over at the three who were smiling up at him.
...or ponies to bother him.
"Aren't you going to at least ask for our names?"
"Will you three ever stop asking questions?" Garyx asked rhetorically.
"If you answer some of them."
Garyx glanced at the orange filly who answered. They apparently didn't know what a rhetorical question was.
"Fine. What are your names?"
Nor sarcasm when they smiled at him.
"I'm Scootaloo!" said the orange pegasus.
"I'm Sweetie Belle!" squeaked the little unicorn.
"Ah'm Apple Bloom!" said the bow-wearing, yellow earth pony. "But, we are known as..."
"THE CUTIE MARK CRUSADERS!" they chanted in unison.
"We work together to earn our cutie marks," the little, white unicorn said.
"Sounds like... hard work," The Dragon Knight expressed concern though he didn't mean it...sort of.
"It is!" grumped the pegasus. "Especially after you've tried to do it so many times. It's so frustrating."
"Cutie Mark? The fuck's a Cutie Mark?"
"You don't know what a cutie mark is?" Scootaloo gasped as if she was offended by his stupidity. "Where have you been lately?"
She smiled sheepishly when Garyx glared down at her.
"I believe what Scootaloo is trying to say is that a cutie mark is an emblem everypony gets when he or she discovers his or her talent or something that solely represents him or her," the little unicorn said knowledgeably as if she were in school.
"Most ponies our age earn it, but…" the yellow filly gestured to herself and her friends. "...We still haven't earned ours yet."
'What a pity.' He thought sarcastically as he ripped a branch off a tree that was in his path.
"You could have just ducked under it."
Garyx didn't give them the pleasure of an answer.
"So what's your cutie mark?"
Silence.
"Hey, we talking to you!"
'And I'm ignoring you.' Garyx thought as he continued his trek through bushes. He had started walking faster so he could get rid of the three pests.
"Hey! What is your issue?!" Scootaloo shouted while she ran in front of Garyx causing him stop and stare down at her.
"Scootaloo!"
Garyx could hear the worry in the other two voices while he stared down at this brave little filly who only glared up at him.
"Why are you such a..."
Garyx raised an eyebrow at her. He found it a little amusing watching her face scrunch up like that. She was brave that was for sure.
"JACKASS!?"
The two ponies gasped while Garyx cocked his head to the side in curiosity at the name. Why was she calling him a donkey? Garyx may have hated humans, but he did learn a few things from them when he was...no. No need to go down those memories again.
"Why does it matter? I am only bringing you three back home."
"You can at least be a little nice!"
Garyx stared at her with an eyebrow raised before glancing out of the corner of his eye at the other two who had sweat dripping down their foreheads. Looking into their eyes, he could see that they agreed with her.
"There are meaner things out there than just me girl."
He stepped around her and continued walking forward. Listening he could hear the three behind him. Garyx covered his eye from the sudden change in brightness as he walked out of the woods. When his eyes were able to adjust, he opened them and looked at the surroundings with slight awe. It seemed so peaceful, so green and very beautiful. It was an open field with a few patches of flowers here and there. Looking over he could see the town.
"I'm sure you can find your ways home now," Garyx stated as he turned to leave.
"Wait!"
'Oh for the love of...'
Garyx turned ready to growl at the three to scare them off but stopped when he saw the three giving him a puppy dog look face. He just stared at them while they continue to do it.
"What could you possibly want now?"
The three instantly brightened up. "Can you take us home?"
"I just did."
"Technically you only brought us to town."
Garyx glared at the three before sighing.
"Fine. But this is the last time you ask me for anything!"
He walked past them while they just smile before following him.
Garyx cautiously walked into the town and saw many ponies wearing different clothing, with different colored manes, tails, and some of them even had horns and wings. Many of the ponies began eyeing Garyx. Some were whispering to others, a few backing away from him, and some were even frightened of him.
'Tch. Cowards.'
Garyx heard the wind whistling from above him. Glancing up he only had time to see a rainbow blur slam into him dragging him away from the three kids while also causing him to drop Kuroi Ryū. Before he had time to see who it was, he was slammed into the ground while the thing came off him though he continued to slid against the ground until he slammed into a wall cracking it. Garyx snorted out flames in anger before standing up glaring at the figure who had guts to attack him.
"Stay away from them!" Shouted a tomboyish voice.
Looking closer he saw the familiar pony thing from the other day. She was glaring at him with complete utter contempt. The same look he gave humans all the time.
"You seriously just made a mistake girl."
"Big talk lizard boy! You are going to wish you never came here or hurt three little fillies!"
Garyx blinked a few times at her words. Three fillies?
"Look girl. I only brought those three back here safe. I didn't do anything..."
He was interrupted when a blue fist slammed into his face causing his head to turn to the side with her fist embedded into his cheek. He turned his head slowly towards the mare who eyes were wide with shock.
"You are dead!" Garyx roared as he pushed her fist away with his left arm while he clenched his right hand into a fist-throwing it right at the surprised mare face. Before she could react his fist slammed into her face knocking her backward until she slammed into a building where she slid down not moving.
Garyx stood there panting from anger before he slowly let out a breath of relief while he calmed down. Glancing over at the mare he saw she wasn't moving. By all accounts, he should have left the garbage there. He intended to do that he turned to walk off but stopped and glanced back at her. He let out a soft growl as he walked over towards her until he stood above her while staring down at her. He crouched down until he was close to her face. He winced slightly when he saw a little of blood coming from her head.
'A knight must always be polite to women. Even if they attack you.'
Garyx sighed before glancing around the town. It seemed the pony things fled when the two had...'battled'. Glancing back at the mare...where the hell did that come from?
Garyx stared down at her though he couldn't help but find her brave...for a weakling. Growling softly he reached for until he lifted her up bridal style while her head rested against his armored chest. Now he had to find this mare help. Just great!
Garyx suddenly felt something hit his back, and suddenly he felt drowsy as he fell to his knees, his vision blurred as he tried to maintain focus while the mare slipped from his arms. He turned to look behind him only to see the other mares from the other day. They did not look happy. Garyx watched as the orange mare walked over towards him and glared down at him. Garyx growled refusing to be intimidated by the mare. He watched her spin around sending a roundhouse kick towards his face.
'Not a chance in hell!' He thought.
Raising a hand, he caught her leg causing her to let out a gasp of shock that turned into terror when he stood up holding her leg before lifting her up and over his. With a roar, he slammed her into the ground causing the ground to crack slightly. He raised up her with her upper body hanging close to the ground.
"LET HER GO!"
Garyx snorted while merely tossing the mare off to the side. He didn't even bother to see how she landed. Turning towards the others, he saw they were shaking in fear.
'Cowards.' Garyx thought in disgust.
He turned to leave only to feel two pairs of arms wrap around his arms. Confused he saw it was the two mares he knocked out or that he thought he knocked out. They were both bleeding but seemed to be okay.
"TWILIGHT!"
Garyx glared at them before he felt the same thing that hit him in the back slammed into his chest. Glaring over he saw it was the purple mare horn glowing.
Garyx couldn't help but chuckle at it causing all of them to stare at him in shock. He was hit by a sleep spell yet it did nothing.
"My turn."
That was all the warning Applejack, and Rainbow got before he tossed them aside by spinning and throwing them one at a time. First, he threw Applejack who slammed into a wall only to go further into it when he tossed Rainbow who slammed into her.
'Weaklings.'
Garyx felt another bolt slam into him causing him to turn his attention to the last of them. With a low growl, he began walking towards them all the while the purple one kept shooting those spells that slammed into him but weren't doing anything.
"Please tell me you have another plan?"
The purple mare didn't say anything but just kept firing bolt after bolt. Garyx just kept walking towards them at his own pace like a predator stalking its prey.
Garyx took another step only to stop when he felt his vision was spinning. He saw everything was moving around while he couldn't stand straight. He fell to the side only to prevent himself from hitting the wall.
'What?'
"IT's WORKING!"
Garyx didn't know what she was talking about, but he had enough!
With a loud yell, he transformed his right hand. His eyes narrowed at the mares causing them to let out screams of fright as he lunged right at them with the intention of ripping out their throats. He saw the purple mare horn glowed. Right, when it looked like he was going to pierce through her chest a purple barrier blocked him.
"WHAT!"
He took a step back to glare at them.
"Like this is going to stop me."
Before he could do, he felt a rope wrapped around his chest and arms bounding him. With a growl, he turned just in time for the rainbow pony to punch him.
"Hit him with everything you got!"
Garyx felt more bolts began slamming into him. He was done playing around! With a loud growl, he slammed his head into the blue pony causing her to stumble backward. With one sharp stretch, he ripped the ropes that were wrapped around. He grabbed the rope that wasn't torn and pulled causing the orange pony to yell as she was sent towards him.
When she got within distance he let go of the rope and reached up with his hand catching her by the throat and began to choke her. He watched her begin kicking him to try to make him let her go.
"APPLEJACK!"
Reacting quickly he caught the other mare by her throat and held her in the same position. He snarled as he watched they slowly begun struggling to try to make him let go.
He watched as they began to slowly cease in their struggles. Before he could do anything else, he felt something smacked into the side of his head with it breaking. Glancing out of the corner of his eye he saw it was the white mare holding what appeared to be a piece of wood. She chuckled nervously when Garyx tossed the two mares behind him and began advancing towards her.
That was when he felt a tremendous bolt slammed into his back. This one made him fall to his knees while his eyes began to close slowly while he tried to fight it.
Glancing up he saw the purple mare gathering another one. He saw she was clearly exhausted judging from her panting and sweat dripping down her face. The last thing he saw was the bolt slamming into his face.
