The fallen soldier

Chapter. . Uh 22 or something.

You wanna know something? I've written all of these chapter's on my IPad mini.

My "Pages" app hasn't seen this much use in years.

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Awkward= causing difficulty; hard to do or deal with.

Can also be used to describe the current situation.

You, Celestia, Luna, and a freakishly large griffin sat at a oversized table. All three occasionally looking at one another.

"What is this man wearing?" The griffin, who looked very curious, asked.

"Power armor." You reply.

"Power armor? What makes the armor so powerful?" He questions, a mouthful of pig meat.

Suddenly, your appetite is gone, disappearing alongside the meat the Griffin scoffed down, he didn't even bother with chewing most of it.

"It, uh, enhances my human abilities beyond the average human." You look at Celestia, she eyes you with a look that just says, play along, we'll sort this out later.

"Really? That's sounds very interesting. Maybe after our meal, you could show me how powerful your armor is?" The Griffin's face acquired a sinister smile.

You once again look at Celestia, she seems hard at thought. She eventually looks you in the eye's and nods, her eyes pleading forgiveness. You lean back and sigh, your hand finds its place back on your face.

You peer though your fingers and announce, "You'll have your fight."

The griffin smiles and claps his. . . Talons together. His sinister smile is back again, "Wonderful! I haven't had a good fight in a while! I'm really hoping you won't disappoint me."

He gets very serious, then bursts into a fit of laughter, little bits of pig flying from his mouth and onto his plate and the table. Once piece hit your face, you frowned, then wiped the meat from your brow. You flicked the meat back at the griffin, Luna even stared you down, but you ignored the look.

The griffin laughed when the meat hit him, then got all serious, "Don't. Do. That. Again." He menacingly stated.

You really, really couldn't wait to fight this bird.

"What do you mean he wants to fight with real swords! I don't know how to use a fucking sword!" You threw your arms in the air, exasperated.

"Using a metal sword is just like using that Plasma sword of yours Anderson." Celestia replied.

"No, it's not! The plasma sword slices though fucking everything!, while metal swords can't even scratch blast doors on most modern spaceships!" You pulled at your hair.

Luna decided to chip in, "I don't see what the swords ability to slice has to do with anything."

"Yes." Celestia butts in, " The swords you'll receive are blunt anyway, we can't afford to have the ambassador hurt. Because then Griffonia can blame his injuries on Equestria, and we certainly can't have that."

"Alright, so maybe you're right. But still! I don't know how to use an actual sword! Before, it was just slice at anything and the plasma sword takes care of the rest! But actual swords need proper timing, they have weight, and they have specific ways they need to be handled!" You paced the room you were in.

"Calm yourself Anderson, I didn't think you'd be so afraid to fight." Luna, again, smugly chips in, a 'I got this' look on her face.

"Afraid? Afraid!" You repeated the word a few times in your head, "Me afraid!? I could kick the living shit outa that bird if it wasn't for the sword only rule!" You turned and shouted at Luna.

Luna's eye twitched at your overly excessive tone of voice, she sighed, and said, "Fine then, we shall give you a very brief lesson on sword fighting. Sister dear, please fetch me a sword."

"Of course." Celestia replies, a sword magically appears from nowhere, then floats towards Luna who then grabs it from the air.

Luna then steps into the middle of the room, "Lesson 1 is breathing, you'll get stressed during a sword fight and losing your breath or taking short, tight, hesitant breaths is the last thing you'll wanna do when someone is swinging a sword at you."

"I do this all the time." You confidently reply.

"Good, good. Now, step 2 is balance." Luna tossed you a sword.

"Balance is a key factor during a fight, as you move around, make sure you never cross your feet, or bring them both together. It's also preferred to take your feet a inch or so off the ground, instead of a full 'step.' Because then you'll have a les likely chance of getting knocked down during a shield rush or some kind of quick surprise attack."

She demonstrated the way to walk.

"Step 3 is timing."

She swung the short sword she held, the blade swished by.

"No matter how fast, or how strong the swing is, it's all for nought if it misses or bangs off the shield of your opponent. Some are born with fast reflexes, but you'll get faster the more you practice."

"I'd like for this to be my one and only sword fight." You reply

"Alas, I fear this won't be your last." She shakes her head.

"Is this everything I must know?" You ask.

"There's conditioning and your armor, but I'm sure you already posses both of those." She looks at your armor.

"I'm using this sword then?" You hold the sword up.

"I'd imagine you'd like a bigger one." Celestia comments, breaking the silence she's held for so long.

"Yeah, kinda." You reply.

Luna briefly leaves the room and returns with a much longer blade.

"Here, this should suit you nicely." She tossed you the sword.

"I'm no sword professional, but isn't there a lot more to sword fighting?" You tested the weight of the blade by swinging it.

"There is, but I'm afraid we're all out of time." Celestia announces, motioning towards the door that led to a very small stadium.

"You mean we just wasted half an hour doing jack shit?!" You exclaimed.

"Our time has been spent wisely, I've taught you what I believed you should have known. I'm sure you'll be able to handle it from here." Luna placed a reassuring hand on your shoulder.

"I don't even know how to block a sword with a sword!" You complained, upset by their lack of caring.

Luna used her inhuman strength to forcefully turn you towards the double 'D' doors. She started pushing you forward with an amount of strength that nearly knocked you off your feet. You soon found yourself in front of the doors.

Two guards opened the doors, revealing the overcrowded stadium.

"Quite the crowd." You mumble.

"Indeed, I'd say the guards are itching to see you get beat." Celestia commented, appearing at your side.

"What did I ever do to them?" You looked at the sky.

"You kinda antagonized them, beat up their father figure, then got their unrequited forgiveness from the princess." Luna held three fingers up.

"Unrequited?" You repeat.

"Celestia made the guards forgive you, but they didn't actually do it." Luna answered your question.

"Hmm, that answers that."

"Alright Anderson, walk out there and face Kentucky." Celestia whispered.

"His name is Kentucky? That's ironic actually, I heard they make really good fried chicken." You chuckled aloud.

"Really? Tell me more about it later after you win this fight." Celestia gave you a small shove.

The shove was powerful enough to send you flying forward, you recovered from the shove and looked frontward. Kentucky the bird stood at his full height, which was pretty fucking tall. He pulled a sword from its appropriate sheath and pointed it at you.

"Ready your blade, the fight begins at the ring of the bell." Kentucky lowered his sword.

"Fucking hell, I'm really regretting this." You jumped in placed a few times, then raised your helmet.

Then a bell rang, and soldiers started cheering.

Author's Notes:

Hey guys!

I don't think this chapter turned out very well, if you guys see any problems, please do point them out.

Also, do you think Anderson should get magic?

If you think he should, then how should he? Because I recently asked in the comments and the guy never actually gave me a answer.

Which is okay, but I still want feed back from whoever cares.

So, here is some ways he might gain magical powers.

1. A ring granted by the princesses. ( A more efficient way of knocking off at least 4-6 chapters of simply explains things, though far less exciting. )

It's just, "Yo Andy! Here's a ring man! use this thang and you'll git magical powers!" *insert jazz hands.*

*grabs ring and starts shooting fireballs everywhere*

Is suddenly the best soldier-magician in Equestria! Reason? Because, that's why.

2. He has his soul mixed up with some out-of-this-dimension being that grants Anderson his magical prowess. ( at a possibly great cost.)

3. He uses some device he jury-Riggs to consume Magical energy in the air, which grants him magical abiltes to certain level. His magical ability is greatly limited because of the many limitations the device posses's.

Those are just sketches, feel free to suggest more. The reader should have SOME say in what happens.

Anyway, see you guys later, prepare yourself's for a terrible sword fighting scene.