Short-Story Series: Love, War, and Everything in between

STORY: How I truly got the name, "Fluttershy's Assassin"
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"Love is not always rainbows and butterflies, It's compromise that moves us along"
-Maroon 5

"Love is not a victory march, It's a cold and it's a broken Hallelujah"
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Prologue

This was not a time of greatness. It was not a simple time either. War was everywhere, and no one in it was the "Good guy". Those times have come and gone. People have new motives and complications for violence.

Lets focus on one area: Pembroke Pines - A town where no one expected much of you. All you were expected to do was to obey your parents and get a job. You were never supposed to be destined for greatness or for fame here. This is the home to a boy named Spencer(That's me). Spencer wanted to be the opposite of what people expected in his town. He didn't go by practical rules and wanted to be famous in technology. His parents scolded him, he didn't care. Violent and hung up in honor and respect, he would not take a second thought than to charge in and save a friend.

Then we have Fluttershy. Fluttershy was a pony from Equestria, A different Dimension. She was representative of kindness and showed nothing less than it. She wasn't keen of anger and was even intimidated by the smallest amount of rage. Loving to all animals, foreign and native, she though all beings other than ponies would be peaceful. She was wrong.
This is a love story of a boy and his horse.

Chapter 1

It was a late summer night, in the wee hours in the morning. Autumn and school were approaching. I was finally going to 8th grade, and wanted to make use with some of my electives.

Nearing 3 AM, I went to bed, as usual. Falling into a deep sleep, I could've sworn I heard something, such as a scream, accompanied by screeching, and a splash. Looking across the street(my room had a window to the front, where I could see the lake behind my neighbor's house) and saw nothing. Thinking it was in my head, I jumped back in bed and fell into a re-assuring sleep.

I awoke about 9 hours later to find that more than the police had come to visit my house. Wondering what in god's name was going on, I put my morning robes on and headed downstairs.

It came to my surprise that the FBI had invaded my backyard and my neighbor's backyard. It looked as if a plane crash landed in our backyards and disappeared. I walked up to one of the FBI officers and asked him who I could go to on what happened. "That man over there." He said, pointing to a man in a coat, who was interviewing my dad. I started to walk closer.

"So, you did not hear, feel, or see anything unusual last night, from the moment you went to bed to the moment you called us?"

"No Sir, I di-"

"I did" I interrupted. The investigator pointed his attention to me, and my dad looked shocked. "Son, can you tell me what happened?" The investigator asked.

It was only then that I could get a good look at the Investigator. He was about as tall as my dad, if not; taller. He wore a thick trench coat, Army Boots, and shined his FBI badge in plain sight. From his question, I could tell he was from the Deep South. The hoarse accent gave it away.

I retold the sounds I thought were in my head, in hope they'd help him. At this point, everyone was just trying to figure out what the hell was going on. No one, not even the FBI had a clue of what happened.

I look to my left to see 3 police officers collecting yellow feathers as evidence. 'What kind of animal can fly at a speed like this and have feathers like that' I thought to myself. It was only a matter of time until the FBI DNA tested the feathers, like in the TV shows.

The police finally left and my parents left to talk to their house insurance agent. Since everything quieted down, I decided to hop on my computer and continue the day, hoping nothing else unusual will happen.

I'll do Ch. 2 later. It's 2:30 AM here and I'm getting tired of "Hallelujah" on repeat p_p

 

I'm looking foward for the chapter 2 :)

 

Yay for a new Chapter! :D

Chapter 2

A weeks passed and school started. The classes I received were somewhat easy. I was still looking into the internet to find the answer of what crashed into our backyard. No luck yet, but I am certain I will get a lead.

It was nearing 10 PM and the recycling needed to be taken care of. In order to avoid my parent's ranting, I decided to take it out before they noticed. Due to security reasons, I grabbed my LED flash light and butterfly knife. I always kept them incase of an intruder.

I grabbed the recycling bin in my house and headed out. It has been scattered ever since the crash(which was fixed by my dad, ofcourse). With nothing suspicious, I went and dumped the recycling into the bin. In the process I had to stop, as I heard 4 frail tapping.

I stopped. Dead in the night, I had my back turned to the intruder. They most likely weren't expecting me. I pulled out my flash like and quickly pointed at the source of the tapping. Instead of a large man, I was surprised by a small, frail pegasus with a pink mane and yellow fur.

"I-I was just l-looking for f-food" The Pegasus said. Instead of sounding like she's seen a ghost, she sounded like she was one. Seeing that she was cold and hungry, I had to do what anyone would do.

"come in," I invited her. Her eyes widened with hope. "T-Thank you!" She stuttered. She limped in. One of her flanks were damaged. I walked in behind her and locked the door. I then reached for a blanket and a large roll of bandage.

"Here, let me help you" I said. I wrapped the bandage around the sliced part of her leg, and strapped and ice pack to her bruised flank. It wasn't perfect, but I just wanted to put something Temporary until tomorrow.

I wrapped a blanket around her and arranged the couch for her. "I suggest you sleep. I'll get a friend here who can help heal you." She nodded and limped her way to the couch, and laid down.

"Good night" I said. Before I turned off the lights she spoke. "T-Thank you, f-for taking me in." I smirked, and turned off the lights to head for my own bed. Tomorrow was gonna be an eventful day.

 

Nice

 

Chapter 3

Part 1

"SPENCERRR!" I heard scream from outside my room. I was so spooked from it I fell from my bed and scrambled out of my bed sheets. So my parents noticed our guest, and hopefully didn't kill it yet.

I retrieved my robe and headed to the source of the screaming. Downstairs I saw both of my parents. My mom crossing her arms and my dad pointing a gun at our unnamed guest.

"Woah. Woah. Woah. I can already feel tensions rising. Dad, put the gun down, we don't need things to get more complicated than it already has." "We want answers." My mom responded. "What is this, and where did you find it?" They haven't realized that it might've been the source of the crash. "As far as I know, it's a pegasus, and I found it flying down last night. It was looking for food." I replied.

"P-please d-don't hurt m-me." The pony stuttered. My dad still pointing the gun at it. "Look, I don't know where she came from or how she got in such a bad condition, but killing her won't he-"

"HER?!?" My dad screamed. "Yes, her" I replied. "Honey, put the gun down. Spencer's right. Killing it won't help." My mom said. I was a bit shocked from her agreeing with me.

My dad, finally calming down, slowly pointed the gun down and took his finger off the trigger. "Now" I sighed, "Both of you, carry on your day. Nothing else is going on but a guest, whom I will help recover.

With both of my parents dismissed, I turned to our guest. "So, are you hungry for anything?" Her ears perked up. I smirked at the look of it. "C'mon" I said, "Let's see what we have." We both made our way to the kitchen.

"So, what kind of food do ponies like you usually eat?" I asked. "Mostly apples, some flowers. Rarely grass." She replied. It seemed like a usual appetite for a horse. "How does a peach sound?" I asked. Her eyes widened. "Y-You have peaches?!" She asked in excitement. Her voice shrilled. Her behavior made me smile in some of the most innocent ways.

"Yeah, we have a few. Here, help yourself." I handed her a peach. She looked excited at it and took a bit into the peach, savoring the flavor. I silently chuckled to her shy but innocent behavior. I grabbed a cup and poured from cola, from a nearby 2-liter bottle, into it. She looked at the glass in interest. Observing my behavior as I did with hers.

I'll get to part 2 tomorrow.

 

Chapter 3

Part 2

With our new pegasus fed and me not in a tiring slump, I decided it was time to call in a favor. "I'll be right back" I said, "Just need to call in a favor." She nodded in understanding and I walked outside.

Everything was surprisingly quiet on my block, for a weekend that is. I pulled out my phone and called my friend, Nathan. He took veterinarian classes and would know a thing or two.

Putting the phone to my ear, I can hear his end ring.

"Hello?"

"Ah, Nathan. I'm calling in a favor. I need your help."

"Well what's wrong spencer?"

"I found a-uh very interesting creature in my backyard. I thought you'd be able to put those vet skills to use."

There was a brief silence before he actually answered.

"Alright, I'll be over in five minutes."

I heard him hang up. Hoping for the best, I went back inside. I murmured to myself what I most likely needed to get for Nathan. "Bandages, neosporn, medical alcohol, wet wipes-" Not even half-way through the list, I heard a knock on my door, knowing it was Nathan.

"Ah, Nathan!" I slipped through the door, closing it behind me. "Ok, you must swear not to tell anyone what you are going to see. Understand?" I commanded. I knew that if word went out, trouble would be at my doorstep. He swore not to tell, and I opened the door for him.

He walked in and Dropped his jaw in shock, seeing the pegasus each another peach, holding it with a hoof. I could tell she noticed him, and awkwardly stopped chewing. To break the silence, I said "She's sentient, Nathan."Well, looks like we've got I've got my hands full, but let's see what we can do." He walked over to the nearby table and opened his brief bag, ready for work. He called the pegasus to him, and started up a conversation with her.

"So, what should I call you by?"

"Oh, my name is Fluttershy."

"Ah, well, Fluttershy, is Spencer treating you well?"

"Oh, Yes! He gave me some delicious peaches. They're really sweet!"

"Sounds nice! So, Fluttershy, how did you get all banged up?"

"Huh?"

"How did you get hurt?"

"Oh, All I remember is a flash of light and crashing hard into the ground."

"Oh, well when you remember what happened, why don't you tell spencer. I think he's trying to solve something."

"What is he trying to solve?"

"Dunno, but I'm almost certain it's big. He never seems to fall short of a fight. Very violent, sometimes."

"Oh . . ."

"But, he does it to protect the ones he loves. For, eh, respect and honor and whatnot."

"Oh, so he fights in defense?"

"Exactly. I think you'll like him. I can tell he is starting to like you."

"Really? I must admit I am blushing a little bit."

Eaves dropping on this, I decide to stop it there, grabbing some water and juice. "Who's thirsty!" They both stop and look at me in an instant. "Oh, I'll take some water. Thanks!" Fluttershy said. "I'll have a glass of juice. Why not?" Nathan replied.

Hours went by of Fluttershy's appointment with Nathan. I then heard the heavenly words from Nathan, "Well, that's all I can really do in means of helping your bruises and whatnot. It's time for me to head by home! Bye Fluttershy! It was.a pleasure meeting you!" I met Nathan at the door. "Hey, Nathan, thanks for the help. I would've gone to a commercial vet but It's hard to trust people with keeping this whole pegasi thing low. If anyone finds out, shit will happen. I don't want that stuff to happen." I slipped $100 into his pocket. It was the least I could do. "I'll see you around, I have a lot of work to do."

And Nathan left, with the intelligence of my new friend.

Yay for Ch. 3. I am unsure when Ch. 4 will be out, I want to make it better.

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~Perc

 

HOLY SHIEEEEET

Chapter 4

"Oh my god, here he comes!" "SPENCER, WE LOVE YOU!"
"OH MY GOD SPENCER WE WANT TO SEE THAT HORSE OMFG JUST BRING IT OUTSIDE THE HOUSE!"

Girls were screaming and cheering as I walked down the corridors. They don't understand, they never did. No one did(Except Nathan of course, who came by monthly to check up on Fluttershy). So, let's do some catching up.

About 2 weeks passed and things didn't go well. Leaked footage from a Paparazzi Crew shown Fluttershy. After that, we registered Fluttershy as a pet, to avoid any legal issues. I bought my own pocket-size revolver to hide in my pocket and a 20 mm pistol, military grade for protection. Not even 3 days after the footage release, we started getting death threats and assassination threats. People didn't take a technicolor pony from an online show lightly, and wanted both of us 6 ft. under.

Fluttershy didn't take the assassination threat at first, but both the BCPD and the neighborhood security promised to put the neighborhood on lockdown. The neighborhood guards were now armed with military grade handguns and rifles instead of nightsticks and tazers. The police were authorized by the governor to use lethal force on any threat, big or small. My principle sadly, did not permit me to bring a lethal weapon in school, so the school board did. Seeing that I get 1-20 assassination threats daily, they knew it was for the best.

And even today, no cheering or applause can take a burden of over 200 death threats(and counting). That's 200 people that want you dead, and it is still counting.

School went well, The teachers liked me and I was treated like a hero, no matter where I went. I was asked for autographs and selfies. I accepted autographs, but denied the selfies. Last thing I wanted was for someone else's life to be threatened. I never told anyone of the death threats. Why should I? It's none of their business and they'd make a huge muck out of it.

Most guys, unlike girls, gave me dirty looks and shook their heads. As I said, most men. The only guys that supported me was a group of furries. I appreciated that they helped me stand up to bullies.

Some teachers cared, some didn't. Some patted me on the back, some waved. None scolded me, they understood how tough it was.

School went well, until that day came. It was a bit after noon, and I was watching our science teacher dissect a cow eye. It was a bit boring, but better than taking notes. Running in the hallway got my attention, thought it was just some kids late from lunch. Things turned a bit suspicious when I heard a teacher outside, "Hey, stop tha- HOLY SHIT! CALL THE POLICE!"

That got everyone's attention. I heard talking right outside the door.

"HE'S IN HERE! SURROUND THE PERIMETER! NO ONE LEAVES! ALRIGHT, BARGE AT THE COUNT OF THREE!"

Everyone was screaming at this point, and my face was flushed. Mercenaries and assassins were at the doorstep, poised for the kill.

"ONE!"

I cleared the paperwork and what not from the table and flipped it for cover.

"TWO!"

I grabbed the knife from my teacher and my revolver.

"THREE!"

They barge in. First man came in and took a knife to the chest.

"WE HAVE WOUNDED!"

"HE'S UNARMED! STAY WITH THE CAPTURE ORDERS!"

Another man walked into the doorway, took a bullet to the head.

"SHIT, HE'S ARMED! CHANGE TO KILL ORDERS!"

Then they all stormed in from two sides. This is where I had to act. You can't dodge a bullet, but you can dodge the sights of the man holding the gun.

Using a fallen merc as a human shield, The assassins and I traded bullets. One got a lucky shot and punctured my right shoulder blade.

Picking up the guns of my fallen enemies, I was armed, and ready to fight my way out of here. I hear sirens outside and know that the calvary has arrived. Gun shots everywhere, everyone else in the school either evacuated or kept their heads down.

The mercs I fought were a joke. The men the police were fighting were way more dangerous. They wore military-grade armor and brandished automatic rifles. The school quickly became a war zone as mercs fought police and I fought mercs. I wanted to escape. They wanted to kill me.

Fighting every inch of the way, I finally got to the entrance of the school, and fled out the doors.

"HOLD YOUR FIRE, THAT'S ONE OF OUR GUYS!"

The police held fire and escorted me to the ambulance. The medic came over to help me out. "I'm fine, it's just a flesh wound. Of course, fate disagrees with me, and my shoulder started bleeding. Rushed to the hospital with a few other kids who were injured by the gunfire, I closed my eyes in stress, and fainted.

Hours later I finally came to, Fluttershy, My Parents, and the Sheriff were at my bed. Fluttershy instantly hugged me and started crying softly. I pet her mane to try to reassure her that I was fine. My mom was crying, with my dad trying to comfort her. The sheriff a few seconds later cleared his throat, signaling he had something to say.

"I'd just like to say that on behalf of the state of Florida, we are very sorry for the attack. All of the mercenaries paid with their lives, and we are working on finding out on who hired them."

The sheriff, who held his hat in his hands, nodded his head in respect, put his hat back on, and left. My mom, who somewhat calmed down, still sobbing, was in disbelief.

"I-I mean, w-who w-would want to hurt my baby boy?"

"Mom, I got over 200 death threats. Something like this was bound to happen."

I finally got a good look of the place. It was a standard hospital room. A TV, chairs, a window, night stand, the only thing that stood out was a cart filled with boxes, card, and had a balloon that said, "Get Well Soon!"

"We've been getting these all day from various students since the ambulance entered the hospital." A nurse said as she walked in. She had a New York accent. "Now, You gotta take these meds, ok? They're to relieve pain." I assumed they were Tylenol, as it was an orange pill and a glass of water. As I swallowed the pill, the nurse left, and so did my parents. But Fluttershy didn't leave. She decided to stay with me, and even brought her own supply of fruit for the stay.

I tapped on my lap and told Fluttershy to lay on my lap. She happily Obliged and made herself comfy. I took the TV remote and went to the News Channel. It was the weather.

"And now to our top story on the school shooting, Jessica."

"Yes Tony, I am here right now at Golden Stallion Middle School, where hundreds of heavily armed mercenaries flooded the hallways in an attempt to kill the famed Spencer Yousef. The attack got even more Brutal when local police and SWAT teams entered the area. The casualties are rising. Student and Police death count is rising to nearly 75. Mercenary death count is nearing 200-"

"200? Sounds like the amount of Death Threats I've been getting."

"Sadly, the school will be closed for the next week until Police can solve who the man is that hired these Assassins. James, back to you"

As the head anchors talked on about Lady Gaga's new dress at some unannounced red carpet review, I grabbed my phone to review my messages. Over 80 voice mails. Most likely from students. Over 200 texts, also from students, and 150 missed calls. All from one day of unconsciousness.

It was nearing 5, and both Fluttershy and I went down to the food court. My parents left $150 for food while
I recover. They had more important things to do. Money was gonna be tight with the new Insurance rates.

The food court was nice, they had everything from meat to vegetables to snacks. I decided to get some pasta and garlic bread for me, and a cucumber salad for Fluttershy. Things were gonna be slow like this for a looong time.


HOLY SHIET HOWD I DO THAT CHAPTER SO FAST! I wasn't gonna put violence in Ch. 4, but I ran out of romantic drama .-.

Anyways, please press that like button and tell your friends of my story to show your support! I am also open to any and all constructive criticism! What do you like, what don't you like? What do you want to see more of and what don't you want to see more of! Help me improve!

-Perc

 

Holy Shiat
so amazing
can't wait for future chapters!

 

AMAZE. i want more.

 

Thanks! :D

I'm thinking of stopping at Ch. 5 for this story and moving onto the next for plot development reasons :P

 

I thought this had to do with TF2.

 

Sorry to bump buuut

HOLY SHIT CH. 5 AND NEW SHORT STORY! :D

Chapter 5

I took a deep breath. The smell of medical alcohol went like a light breeze. After 2 weeks of recovery and a steel plate in my shoulder, The hospital finally released me, so Fluttershy and I set off to find a taxi so we could head home. Although, not a moment to spare after I breathed in, the air was contaminated by the smell of exhaust pipes, hairspray, and sweat. Looking no further, I found that the source just parked in front of me. Tons of paparazzi and news crews parked and instantaneously started recording and bashing me with questions.

"Spencer, did your community really lock down."
"Spencer, do you know why you were attacked?"
"Spencer, who hired the mercenaries?"
"Spencer, how di-"
"Hey, hey, hey, I'm not going to answ-"
"Spencer, how many mercenaries did you kill?"
"Spencer, Who taught you how to shoot a-"

The paparazzi and news crews were relentless. I pulled Fluttershy close so they wouldn't bash her as well. I pulled the .22 I had held to my belt and shot it in the air. Everyone ducked and some screamed. They were all looking at me.

"Now that I have your attention." I spoke. "I will not be answering any of your questions. Now if you excuse me, my friend and I have a taxi to catch." Fluttershy and I walked silently through the bundled news vans and cars. We used the parking garage as a short cut to the street. Not to mention, it was shadier. "Well that was interesting. Right, Fluttershy?" I said in a jokingly voice. She giggled. "The looks on the faces of the news crews after you shot into the air was priceless." She said. We both had a hatred for news crews. They bashed any famous person and had no respect for anyone or anything. I hailed a taxi that was coming by and entered it with Fluttershy. "Lockstone lakes, and make it quick! The paparazzi are on our tail!" The driver took off. Fluttershy laid on my lap and I petted her mane. She loved it when I pet her mane.

"It looks like we have company!" The Taxi Driver said, as I looked behind us and saw 2 Motorcycles speed up behind us, each with 2 people on it. One was driving and the other brandished cameras. "Don't mind them, just keep driving." I said. "They can't report anything if we don't retaliate."

As they come to the sides of our Taxi, I move Fluttershy's mane so any flashes don't spook her. They were relentless. Thankfully, 7 minutes in hell were over and we reached. We passed through Lockstone gates and the paparazzi were shooed off by the guards. I paid the fee and thanked the driver. I then headed for the door where Fluttershy was waiting. Unlocking it, I entered inside, where I was greeted by my family and we resumed with life.

THE END!

Hey guys, I just wanted to thank you all for the support on this story! I am currently working on the next story titled, "Equestrian Clockwork" which will include many more characters such as the mane 6, Princesses, Discord, and the cutie mark crusaders! It's kind of a big deal, and I am very excited for it! If you want to support the stories, Like this post, spread the word, and even suggest a few ideas. Sadly, suggestions like being asked to be implemented will be denied. It isn't a J&H short story, but a canon story. Things like including OC's and special events will be taken into consideration when I'm writing it! For now, thanks for the support, and I'm hoping to progress even farther!


Equestrian Clockwork

A My Little Pony Short Story by Spencer Y.


Prologue

2 years after the discovery of Fluttershy and newfound war, things grew better at an exponential rate! Fluttershy and I were no longer bothered by the paparazzi(They moved onto their usual famed people), We had no trouble with mercs(Although police have yet to find the man who hired them), Fluttershy volunteered at the humane society and I went through school. I was now moving through 10th things are definitely going to be fun.

Fluttershy and I grew with each other. We did everything together and I even took her to school on occasion, letting her show off to the veterinarians, exercising her wings and hooves. Life was well, but I have a feeling things might go wrong.

Chapter 1 - Prepping for old practices

The day was a cloudless, beautiful day. Both Fluttershy and I were outside playing in the pool, enjoying the weather. Autumn is the best time for Floridians to be outside. Not too hot, not too cold(Infact, it just about never gets truly cold down here.).

Fluttershy and I dried ourselves off and were about to inside, but something made my ears perk up. A distinctive sound I heard the night Fluttershy crashed into our backyard. This time, not as loud, and it played 5 times. Fluttershy noticed my pause, and asked if I was ok. "That sound," I said, "Was the same sound I heard 2 years ago. The night you crashed here, Fluttershy." She looked in shock, and I don't blame here. C'mon, we gotta look for them." I said. We ran inside, my parents looking at us strangely. "what's wrong?" My mom asked, "You two look like you've seen a ghost." I looked at her. "Mom, I don't have time to explain it, Get the rifle ready." She nodded, and headed to the gun Cabinet. I ran upstairs and opened the closet, searching for something I though I'd never use.

"I'd never think I'd use this." I said as I pulled out a military-grade suit. Helmet, Vest, Leggings, Everything. I quickly suited up, and the accumulated weight took a bit of getting used to. I slid downstairs and saw that my mom prepped an ACR-150 with an ACOG scope along with a .22 equipped with an extended magazine and a knife. I was about to enter a Warzone.

Ch. 2 will be out soon I promise ;n;

 

when did he learn to use all those guns? and where did he get them? xD