Author's Notes:

Hey guess what fuckers?! This is only a rough draft. I plan on making it much more detailed. I also plan on making many more chapters, and I would like some active proofreaders. No problem with you Darian, but the time differences, plus jobs make it almost impossible for you to be online, and able to just proofread my shit stack I call a fanfiction. I got my hands on a computer and finished this rough draft, and will spend more time creating more rough drafts while adding onto them. But I also need my own entertainment! Like TF2, SC2, HL2, and... (tries to think of other games that can end in 2) Damn... Ah well, I need my entertainment, in the form of gaming non-stop for twelve hours, before doing meager yard work and chores for a good two hours, leaving only... if my math is correct... two hours to write and proofread. That's if I want sleep as well, which I do, and for eating as well. I need food and other nourishment to continue creating this horse shit pile you call a story, and a good one at that! I mean seriously guys? You're supposed to be hating this story, compared to the rest of them!

Edit: Also, you will see a small portion of WHY DANIEL DOESN'T USE HIS POWERS. Also, I has plans for the future, which will rock your damn worlds! No seriously. The world will implode, take you to the same universe, so that you can watch the scene happen yourself, then suck you back in to another universe where this fanfiction was actually good where Earth didn't implode.

He’s never felt so angry in his life. The gryphon before him was cocky, self confident, and above all, a bitch. He trembled in place. The gryphon cooed as she hilted his pole inside of her. Using her moment of pleasure as his distraction, his head shot forward and crashed into the gryphons, the female giving a squawk of surprise and pain. His free hand came out and slammed into her beak, a loud crack filling the air as the female was lifted up and off of him, and slammed into the wall. He looked at his other arm and pulled it free easily. The guards charged forward, brandishing their weapons, but he chuckled darkly.

“You seriously think that I’m afraid of a few tools created by such a weak race?” He felt his mouth move, but his voice was not his own. He could feel something tug his conscious back, and put him in the passenger’s seat as he was forced to give up control to this mysterious being.

“You honestly think that I care about what you can do to anyone? Even if you lay a talon on her,” He said, indicating Violet, “you’re going to be dead before you can do anything to her.” He chuckled darkly again. His conscious tried to force his way into control, but whatever is controlling him only forced him back. Daniel could feel his arms changing, and gasps of shock, and terror. He looked down. A red and black blade took place of what was originally his left arm. All the way from his elbow down, was nothing but... it was shaped like his greatsword, and he held it up to the light.

“This blade will work nicely…” Daniel’s eyes shot to the gryphon’s, trembling where they stood. “Now…” He slashed the blade through the air. “Where were we?” He growled, sounding psychotic. The two gryphons dropped their weapons and ran/flew away. A groan was heard behind him. He turned around slowly. His eyes fell upon the gryphon. She was stirring, her eyes fluttering open. He stepped towards her, and placed his foot against her windpipe. A comical display of the gryphon’s eyes popping out was seen, as she gazed at her new captor. Her eyes went over to his left arm, and she felt like fainting.

“So… You’re the bitch that tried to rape my body… Eh? Well, it’s time to teach you a lesson.” He chuckled, as his right arm changed to something. It felt like a spear, and a look towards it confirmed that it was a large, demonic looking spear. Spikes and barbs hung off of the blade from the top and bottom of it. The shaft itself was long, but looked to be made of bone.

“Hmm. My previous master’s weren’t able to create this. Probably because they were weak. No imagination.” He chuckled. “Ah well, time to stop showing off…” He said, as he stabbed the spear through the gryphon’s stomach, lifting her off of the ground, and decapitated her. The head flew off, but the body started to form into the red and black tentacles. It started to combine with his own body. He could feel something sprouting from his back. The sound of ripping filled the air.

“Hmm. Interesting. Wings.” He murmured, as he gave them a single flap. Daniel’s conscious stopped. He could feel control leaking through to him, and he seized it. He looked. A pair of gryphon wings sprouted from his back. He flexed his shoulder blades, and they gave a gust of wind as he flapped his wings. He was lifted off of the ground slightly.

“...Huh.” He hummed, his voice back to normal. He frowned as he looked at his arms. “Now how do I get rid of… this?” He whispered, gazing and taking in the weapons design and detail. He heard a voice at the back of his head.

‘Imagine your body normal once more.’ He looked around, but saw no one else in the room. He shook his head and decided to give it a try, imagining his body normal once more. He could feel his arms returning back, and the wings disappearing. He gave a deep breath as he felt the transformation finish, and looked at the door.

“What else can I do now?” He whispered.

‘Oh so many things… But first, we need to get out of here.’ The voice said. He took a step towards the door, before remembering he was naked. He looked down, and blushed slightly. “Woops, I need clothes first!” He said, as he found his pants, and pulled them on.

“D-Daniel?” He heard from the dark corner of his room. He turned his attention towards the voice, and he saw Violet. She was trembling visibly, her eyes wide with her pupils like pinpricks. All of what happened crashed against his mind, and he could tell she
was terrified of him.

“...” He looked towards the ground, as if trying to find the words to say to her. “...I’m sorry Violet… This is something that happened to me… before this whole situation…” He murmured, standing in place. He hung his head low, the shadows blocking out his features. “I didn’t want anyone to know… Hell, I was afraid of what I was capable of when I first received these…” He trailed off, his voice failing. He heard a sniff.

“I-it’s okay Daniel… It’s just another part of you that I have to come to accept…” She assured. Daniel could hear her shifting on the ground, before her hooves clopped against the stone ground. Her face popped into his view, looking up at his eyes.

“I wouldn’t be surprised if you left me because of this… I’ve become a freak… I have to keep this hidden though… I don’t want anyone else knowing about this…” He turned away, towards the door. “Let’s just get moving. Our objectives is to gather all POW’s, escape this encampment, and get everypony home.” He took a step towards the door, before looking up at it. It looked to be made of silver, or some other shiny metal. He shook his head as he raised his leg and pushed it forward, kicking the door from its hinges. No gryphons outside of the door, waiting for them. He cautiously peered down both ways before taking the right. He heard voices, as well as wails and screams. He stuck to the shadows, but no patrols passed by. He took a left, and a few seconds of walking produced a large, wooden and iron door. It was where the prisoners were being held, from any indications of the volume of the voices. He positioned himself right outside of the door and kicked it down.

It splintered down the middle, the slightly rusted metal caving in and breaking. A single gryphon was watching the POW’s, and was not ready for Daniel. A quick charge and punch left the gryphon unconscious or dead. The ponies stared at the large man as if he was a gift from the heavens. He started breaking open bars and doors, getting most of the prisoners. He knew there were more, in interrogation rooms. He frowned and looked into his own cell ,where his armor sat. He thought long and hard about whether or not to take it right now, but in the end decided to gather all of the POW’s before making an attempt.

“Everyone, wait here. I will collect the rest of the ponies and we will meet here.” He could tell his voice sounded dull, possibly tense to the ponies. They looked at each other and nodded to him. He started going up and down the halls, breaking down doors, knocking gryphons unconscious or killing them. Within the half hour, he managed to collect the rest of ponies.

“Alright everypony! Spread out into groups of six and search for the exit. If you come across the armory, collect your armor and weapons. If not, it can be replaced.” He said as he started to pull on his armor. It was certainly going to take a lot of time before he could get fully into it. He was ready to start moving when he started hearing commotion, followed by the screams of gryphons and ponies. He pulled his gun up to bear, pulled the hammer back, and started to follow the voices. Within the minute, he found a single pony body, with six gryphons, their armor battered, weapons missing, and blood covering them. Another large wooden and iron door was hanging off of its hinges, and the sound of cluttering was heard from within. He stepped in front of the doorway and peered inside. It was the armory, with the armor of the guards lying in a large pile, and their weapons lying next to them. He shook his head.

‘No organization...’ He thought sourly as he looked at the piles. Within the hour, the rest of the pony groups arrived at the armory. Within two hours, all of the ponies were ready to roll. He took the lead.

“Anypony find the exit?” He asked. Nopony nodded, and he sighed slightly. “Perfect…” He grumbled, as he started to wander through the halls. A few gryphon patrols found them, but was met with a hail of bullets. That must’ve alerted the rest of the gryphons, because they heard an air alarm going off. He heard armor moving quickly, metal shuffling against itself. He started to follow it, meeting squads of gryphons along the way, and eventually found a large set of stone stairs leading up to what looked like a castle or some sort of fortress. Gryphons were positioned at the top of the stairs, a lot with bows, others with swords and spears. “Stand back. I’ll take out the archers, unicorns can take out spearmen.” He murmured to the group, as he took aim.

*BRRRRRT*

He let out a large burst of bullets, quick reflexes pulling the rifle all the way to the right. Each bullet found a target, and gryphon bodies dropped. Almost half of the gryphons were shredded with the bullets. He grimaced. He let out another burst.

*BRRT*

A moderate burst of bullets slammed into the ranks of the gryphons, taking another quarter of gryphons, this time nailing a few of the spearmen gryphons. Blood showered their comrades. The gryphons reacted as he expected to, by retreating away from his line of sight. He raised a hand and indicated that the ponies should move forward, as he did so as well. A pair of large doors closing met his ears. As he reached the top of the stairs, he could see two very large stone doors, closed. It must’ve been at least twenty feet tall. Some gryphons stood outside, forming a rough phalanx formation. Their shields were wooden, and he chuckled darkly. He raised the rifle, and let a burst of nine bullets out. The rounds slammed into their shields, the wood shields cracking and splintering in their hands, before tearing into their feathers and flesh. Most dropped immediately, dead. Some stood for a few seconds, before they fell. One last gryphon stood, his stunned face looking up at him. He made the same gesture to the ponies and they charged the doors. The gryphon took off in terror. The unicorns attempted to force the doors open, but their magic fizzled out. Some of the ponies tried to force the doors open, but it was most likely barred on the other side. The ponies started to look at him. He gave a soundless chuckle, before stepping to the door, and swung his fist at it. He punched a hole into the stone, and he pulled his arm out of the hole, peering inside. The gryphon defenders were stunned, the expressions on their faces priceless. Daniel took a step back, before he Spartan-kicked the door, busting them open. The ponies charged forward, breaking through the feeble defense of the gryphons. He didn’t fire a single bullet as the ponies managed to handle the gryphons, with only a few casualties, and no fatalities. Daniel looked out the window of the fortress, spotting a zeppelin.

“There. We need that to get everypony out of here,” He said, “It’s currently docked right now. If we can get the crew to surrender the ship, great. If we are met with resistance, knock unconscious and take prisoners.” He looked for a door, and found it on the other side of the room. He cocked an eyebrow at the oddly built fortress, but did not question it as he started to make his way out. Breaking the door down, he was met with more gryphon defenders, and the fresh blue sky. The sun indicated it was somewhere around midday. There were very few clouds dotting the sky.

He sighed. “More gryphons…” He growled, as he raised his rifle. Surprisingly, the gryphons started to place their weapons down. He lowered the rifle, and motioned the ponies forward, the ponies shooting glares at the gryphons, as they made it to the air docks. Since it was not too far away from the castle, the gryphons couldn’t muster a good enough defense against the ponies, and the ponies were able to break through easily. Pegasi flew up to the zeppelin, brandishing weapons to the gryphons. They surrendered as well, and were let off of the air balloon before the ponies started to make way to take off. Some smiled in relief as they thought they were home free.

“Daniel! We’re going to make it out!” He heard Violet say.

He turned to look at her. “We’re not out of the woods yet.” Daniel started climbing up to the Crow’s Nest, saw a large force of archers mustering, each with flaming arrows. His blood ran cold.

‘If those arrows hit the zeppelin, the ponies would never make it out of the city.’ He climbed down from his perch quickly, peering over the edge of the boat. The boat lurched and the zeppelin started moving. The archers pulled back the arrows, ready to take them down. He bit his lip as he tried to think of a plan.

“What are you doing Daniel?” Violet yelled at him. A really stupid plan came to mind.

“Well, I’m going to stay a while to entertain our hosts here.” He said, as he took a step over the edge.

“You said it yourself, everypony is going to get out of here!” Violet said.

“Thing is,” He looked at her, “I’m not a pony.” He said, as he jumped off of the boat. A few gasps were heard, as well as
shouting, while he fell a good hundred feet. He steadied his heartbeat as the gryphons gawked at the large suit of armor falling from the sky. Then, with bone-crunching force, he hit the ground, landing on his feet.

A large plume of dust raised around him, but he just smirked as he brought his rifle up to bear and fired through the dirt cloud, cutting through the ranks. Some gryphons panicked and released their arrows into the dust, one managing to nail him in the shoulder. The oil seeped over his armor, and uselessly burned on his metal armor. He could feel it starting to heat up, but the suit regulated it.

He continued to fire, as he heard one of the gryphons yell, “FIRE!” Just as that happened, the dust cleared, and he could see clearly that they were firing at the immediate threat. Dull thunks of cloth hitting metal was heard, as he could feel his armor starting to heat up all over. Alerts were going off all over his armor, before he felt something hit a weak spot in his armor, somewhere near his left thigh. The armor indicated a breach in the armor. He turned around, seeing the zeppelin just reaching the walls of the city, with ponies looking over the edge of the boat. More thunks hit his back, and he spun around, leveling his rifle upon the ranks and firing. To him, the situation he was in felt like he was in an action movie where one of the main characters would fight off enemy soldiers so that his allies could escape. Except here, he wasn’t going to die from being overwhelmed by enemy soldiers. He looked around, looking for some sort of entrance, but couldn’t find one. He stopped firing and started to run, his entire body on fire. The gryphons thought they had scared him and started to cheer, thankfully not giving chase. He started to pull off the arrows and tried to wipe at least some of the oil off of him. The fire still there, but not a roaring inferno as it was before, and eventually went out as he started to make his way through the forest surrounding the gryphons capital city. Every so often, he looked up at the sky, and could see the zeppelin in the distance, quickly gaining more between him, and the city. He made it to the beach, and the sea. The zeppelin was merely a dot over the horizon now.

~Some Time Later…~

Daniel was still stuck in the Gryphon Kingdom. It had been nearly a month since the ponies had made it out on the stolen zeppelin. He had a temporary camp set up deep in the forest of the gryphons, where he had yet to meet any of the gryphon soldiers. He was making preparations on improving the camp slightly when he heard what he thought was a helicopter. Knowing where he was, that was nearly impossible, so he looked up. A large zeppelin, made of mahogany wood, was currently making circles around his general area. Pony heads poked over the edge, trying to spot the large hunk of metal. He decided to give them a scare, climbing up to one of the tallest trees he could find. The zeppelin came close to him, and he pushed with all of his might, launching himself at the deck of the air ship. He overshot it, actually putting too much force behind his jump, and he jumped over the railing, and onto the deck itself, landing in front of what he suspected to be the ships captain. Everything stopped. The ponies stared at him. He looked around, a smirk hidden behind the helmet.

“Well ain’t this a surprise…” He said, breaking the silence.

“T-the princesses sent us here to retrieve you sir! They had used a scrying spell to locate your general location.” The captain said, stuttering slightly from his sudden appearance.

“And if I was dead?” He asked teasingly.

“Retrieve your corpse for a proper burial.” He murmured.

“Aww… It looks like they do care about me…” He commented harshly, though he didn’t think the ponies appreciated it. “All silliness aside, I’m glad you did manage to locate me. I was a few weeks away from making an attempt to just swim home.” Daniel said.

“You would not have made it sir!” The captain said.

“That’s why I said I would make an attempt to swim home. And you would be surprised on what humans are capable.” He leveled a stare at the pony, who could feel it through the blue helmet/visor. He took a step back. “Well, what can I do to earn my keep on the ship?” Daniel asked. The captain looked confused.

~Two weeks later~

The ride was uneventful back home. The gryphons didn’t attempt to attack the airship as it made it’s way home. He had spent most of his time in the masts, doing what he can to repair ropes, masts, and generally anything that could keep his mind occupied.

“LAND HO!” The pony in the Crow’s Nest yelled down, and he looked up from his task of tying a rope down. He could see Manehattan, Fillydelphia, and in the distance, Canterlot. He sighed slightly, and finished tying the rope. He had shed his armor for mobility, and managed to complete a lot during the day and night. The human did not feel the need to sleep, instead staying up throughout the weeks doing meager things, like scrubbing the decks, cooking, cleaning, and other tasks. It took them a few hours to reach land, another hour to dock, and another two hours before the train arrived to take Daniel and some of the deckhands to various cities. The first stop was a small town, where two of the sailors stepped off. The next was Canterlot, where Daniel, and three deckhands stepped off. He gave a wave to them, before he started to make his way to the castle. After backtracking, he found the entrance of the castle. Instead of a mere two guards at the doors of the castle, it was a near battalion of soldiers, fully armed.

‘...They really upped security...’ He thought with a hint of amusement as they stared at him like they were staring at a ghost with two heads.

“Sir! We need confirmation that it’s you, instead of a gryphon spy attempting to sneak in!” One of the ponies yelled at him. Daniel stopped. He slowly looked towards the pony who said it. He sighed slightly and the visor opened, revealing his face to the rest of the world.

“O-oh…” The guard said, acting like a new recruit.

“Do you need anymore confirmation? Need a blood sample? Need to search through my memories so that you can make sure I’m not a shapeshifting creature or something? Need me to piss into a jar so that you can sample that? Or can I go ahead and talk to the damn princesses so that I can go home and go to sleep, and maybe fucking eat something?” Daniel growled in irritation. The guard looked like he was ready to piss himself. He took that as a yes and walked forward, pushing the doors open. He walked the memorized path to the throne room, and looked at the squad of ponies standing at the door, who let him inside. Both princesses were sitting on their thrones, and both smiled when he walked in. The look he gave them made sure to wipe their smiles off of their faces.

“Is there something wrong Daniel?” Luna asked him. He wanted to facepalm, his hand twitching.

“Nope. I’m perfectly fine right now. I just spent, oh I don’t know, almost two months out there, where I was almost raped by a gryphon, I was stabbed, electrocuted, shot, and burned, and we weren’t even able to complete our mission! We have no idea if the gryphons are looking for war, or if the king is innocent and it was some power-crazy noble trying to destroy both of the nations for some fucked up reason, or some individual military force that is twisted into trying to destroy Equestria!” He yelled, his anger obvious. The alicorns looked nervous for a moment, looking at each other. He trembled in place. If his anger was a fire, the entire castle would be immersed in the flames. He took a breath. “We were blind out there. We lost too many ponies for my likings, and I don’t want to see it happen again. We need information. We need a spy network. Do background checks on the spies itself, so that they don’t backstab you. I found things out about my body I didn’t want to find out. I don’t want to use my newfound powers. I don’t want to become a…” He stopped, closing his eyes. “Call me when you get a new job. I’m heading home… I have… plans…” He murmured, turning around and walking out. He boarded the first train he could to Ponyville. A few hours passed as his mind was sluggish with thoughts about his new body, and what happened in the Gryphon Kingdom. He looked outside. It was raining, the water pattering against the glass window and the metal roof above his head. The darkness extended across the valleys and grasslands, the new moon coming in as well. It was pitch black, and the only light for miles was the trains, and the upcoming Ponyville lights. He suspected it was around ten o’clock. He checked the time on his visor.

Eleven thirty post meridiem.

‘Nearly midnight...’ He thought. Then, he started to check on things he hadn’t in a long time. What day it was, the month, the season, etc. He looked out the window, and the town lights seem to be getting brighter. He realized that the train was getting closer to Ponyville. He readied himself to get off, getting out of his seat. There were only two other ponies on the train. One looked like a cowboy, and another looked like a businessman. They both looked up for a second, but didn’t exactly acknowledge the human. The train started to come to a halt, the human shifting his stance so that he didn’t stumble or fall. The train stopped fully and the doors opened. Daniel made his way to the door, sighing slightly, and started to walk through the raging storm, down the path to Fluttershy’s cottage.

A half hours walk ended with him stepping across the bridge, up to the porch of the home, and gently opening the door. The door creaked slightly, and he ducked down, closing the door behind him. Two voices were heard from upstairs. He stared at the stairs itself, and sighed once more, starting his descent up to the waiting couple. Each step brought a loud clunk of metal against wood, and the voices stopped. He made it to the top of the stairs, and walked slowly to the bedroom door. The home was deadly silent, besides the occasional howl of the wind, the patter of rain, and the human’s footsteps. Taking a deep breath, he gently gripped the doorknob, and twisted it gently, opening the door. Immediately, he was granted sight of two mares. Fluttershy and Pinkie Pie. Both stared at him in shock. He stared back at them, his mind and expression blank, both hidden behind his helmet.

“D-Daniel?” Fluttershy stuttered out. He lifted the visor up.

“Yes?” He asked.
~Change of POV~

“Yes?” Fluttershy inwardly flinched as she heard his voice. It sounded bland and emotionless.

“A-are you okay?” She asked.

“Well, I’m home. I guess I am.” He said, sounding sarcastic and angry at the same time.

“What’s wrong?” She asked.

“It’s nothing Fluttershy. I just have a lot of pressure on me…” He sighed heavily.

“Then maybe you should take that armor off, silly filly!” Pinkie said, smiling widely. He gave an empty chuckle. She then took in his appearance. What looked like tar or some sort of oil covered his armor, as well as scorch marks covering the armor, making it appear a soot black color. A few specks of brown dotted his armor, but that was always on him. She could see bags under his eyes. A new pair of scars marred his face, a trio of claw marks going across his face. She shuddered when she thought about how he had acquired the scars, and possibly numerous others.

“Fluttershy?” She heard him say. She snapped out of her stupor, shaking her head, as she looked at the two present.

“Yes? I’m sorry, I was lost in my own train of thought…” She murmured.

“Pinkie asked if you wanted to help her bake cupcakes tomorrow.” He said.

“Of course Pinkie!” She exclaimed, smiling sheepishly at Pinkie. Pinkie smiled back.

“Great! It’s going to be the best!” She shouted. Fluttershy smiled again, before looking at Daniel, but she couldn’t see his face. It was covered in shadow, as if he was trying to hide in the shadows from them.

“Daniel…? Are you okay?” She asked.

“Yeah…” He said, his voice sounding empty. She could tell he was lying, but didn’t pressure him.
~Change of POV~

‘I don’t want them to find out about… this…’ He thought, replaying the memories of his arms changing into weapons, and his body absorbing the gryphon’s own body. He could see everything from her memories, but they were foggy, murky. As if he didn’t receive everything from her body.

‘They would think I’m a damn monster. Violet probably wants to avoid me after that display...’ He mentally sighed heavily. He gave a large yawn. The two mares watched him. He ended his yawn with clenching his hands into fists.

“I’m tired…” He muttered. Out of the corner of his eye, he could see Fluttershy’s expression change into nervousness, or maybe even fear. Pinkie just giggled.

“Are you just going to sleep in that armor, or are you going to leave that hunk o’ junk in the closet and get to bed?” Pinkie teased.

“If I took this armor off, I would probably smell like a farm mixed with a public bathroom.” He said, laying on the ground.

“Goodnight…” He said, closing his eyes.