A/N Hey everyone! Sorry, my god, I am so sorry for not updating in forever. Just a quick update on what my life has been like.
Well, I've been very obsessed with League of Legends at the moment and I swear to god it's so fun. Sadly, I feel that DOTA is a little hard for me so I prefer league. I main Nidalee, Lux, Katarina, Amumu….well you get the picture. Sorry for not updating in a year. I was so busy you cannot even begin. But I promised myself that fanfics will be written when there is time and I have time!
Enjoy!
My heart pounded from the adrenaline rush. I couldn't feel my hooves. They were bloodstained with the crimson red blood of the bandits and I could feel them, still warm on my fur. Closing my eyes, and breathing a sigh of relief, and I felt the gash on my side lose the stinging pain. Snapping back to reality, I whisked around to find Blaze curled up in the pink snow (because blood right).
"Blaze!" I rushed to her side and carefully lifted her up. "I'm fine Sil, it's just a bruise."
Looking at her wings, I stood horrified with the crooked wings, bones looking as if they didn't even exist. "What the heck are you talking about, this is not a laughing matter!" I exclaimed. "Let me help you in the house, I'll get help."
"No, you can't just walk in there! You'll die!"
"Who gives a buck!"
I laid her down in her bed and covered her in a blanket. After looking for some gauze, I carefully wrapped her crooked wings before heading out the door.
The sky was clear and Blaze had been kind enough to provide me a shield, a heads up display, an echo device and her access card for a runner. What am I doing?! I can't just walk into unknown territory! I'm a unicorn for god's sake and I can't even shoot! Feelings of confusion toiled in my head, what do I do? I'm walking on uncharted waters. Summing up whatever courage that I could muster up, I put one hoof in front of the other as I headed towards a place called the Animal Wildlife Preservation Unit. Maybe someone could help me out.
"Access Denied" the metallic and monotonous tone from the runner machine insulted my ears. "Aw come on, please tell me you're joking." No luck with the machine, I had to walk. "Oh sweet Celestia if I had wings." I cursed, looking at my rather wingless back. In the distance, I could see a small figure. My ears pricked up in delight as I ran towards the figure. "Thank god, someone who can help me out." I thought as the small figure got bigger with each passing trot.
That's not a human, that's a camp! The pale sunlight flickered on the dusty metal tent, with the earth cracked like eggshells. I walked cautiously towards the camp, with a squint, I could see crates and one, two, four? Four people in a camp, that's not so bad. Sniffing the air, I could smell the distinct smell of petrol and sweat. Revolting.
I crawled as quietly as I could to the back of a crate and listened with my ears, to pick up any sounds of hostility, after all, coming back from a massive fight with Midgets, psychos, Nomads and bandits in general has made me accustomed to the rather hostile sounds they make all the time.
Two of the bandits had gone into a tent and the other two were playing a card game on top of a dusty barrel.
"There's females everywhere nowadays, and all the time, they're holding a gun."
"I've seen some of the Sirens. Maya, Lilith and Angel. I know there was another one, with white hair but I've forgotten her name."
"You mean that crazy person running the Dahl Corporation?"
"Yeah, her. She pointed a pistol at my head."
"How polite."
Rolling my eyes at the immaturity of these bandits, I stood up to reveal myself. "Uh, hi." I smiled, waving. Their beady eyes stared at me as I felt my gun as a sense of support. It seems as though I may have shocked them. "Are you a siren?" They asked.
I thought about it for a while, and then I realized that thinking was pointless considering the fact that I had absolutely no idea what a siren is. Possibly I'm just being foolish. But, they seemed to be afraid of sirens. Perhaps If I said I was, it would subdue them if they were to be hostile.
"I'm a rare form of…siren." I proudly proclaimed, suddenly regretting it a second later. " Now that's a load of shit." I whisked around to see a feline. Wait. That's a cat. "Stay back newbie, I'll handle these skaglicks." She pounced out from the back of the tent and quietly sent bullets into all of their heads. The bandits made futile moves to pull out their guns only to meet an untimely fate.
"That should do it." She purred and holstered her warm weapon. "Stay back rookie." She hissed.
"Rookie?!" Insulted, I rendered my ears flat and pouted. This cat has no idea who she's dealing with. Summoning magic, I teleported to her, stole her cool looking gun, and teleported away.
"Whoa, what the. Give me back my gun!"
"No."
The cat hissed at me, and bared her fangs. "You will give me back my gun, if you want to survive."
The tension between us heightened as I made the retarded decision to run away on four hooves.
"So that's how you wanna play it? Well, you can't outrun a cheetah." She growled and morphed into her feline structure and sprinted towards me. My heart was pounding, pushing all the oxygen into me just so that I could run faster. In due time, she caught up to me and pinned me down by my shoulders. Her paw reached for the gun. "No!" I yelled and lifted the gun away from her claws. Her maroon eyes followed the gun for a while, before she glared at me. Extending a claw she hissed, " Do you want to die?" I had it; I can't balance my life on some stupid gun. "No ma'am." I whimpered pathetically as I holstered her gun.
A/N: That's all for now folks! I'll be sure to update it WAAAY more regularly. See you till the next chapter!