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The Freelancer and The Huntsman

by DarkSpider

Chapter 3: 3. Proper Introductions

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“So exactly who, and what, are you?” The purple pony, named Twilight Sparkle, asked Trent and Steven. “And where did you come from?”

“The castle, before your rainbow haired friend fixed the bridge and Pinkie found us,” Steven admitted.

“As for what we are, we're humans,” Trent said. “Basically, we're aliens as far as you know.”

“You're more equine than those things that appeared from space a while back,” Pinkie commented.

“I'm sorry, what?” Trent said in surprise.

“Don’t worry. All will be explained later,” Celestia told them.

“As long as they don't try to kill me, or impregnate me, I'm fine.”

“...I'm not going to ask,” Celestia replied as she just continued to walk forwards.

Steven then whispered to Trent, “How does she even know her way around here?”

“Hey, that's a good point,” Trent said. “How DO you know where you're going?”

“I used to live here, with my sister.”

“Seriously? This place looks EXTREMELY ancient though.”

“Well it has been one thousand years since I was last here,” Celestia admitted.

Trent blinked before looking at her and said, “...what?”

“She said she lived here over one thousand years ago,” Steven repeated.

“I got that. But how the hell is that possible?”

“What do you mean?” Twilight asked.

“How can she have lived here a thousand years ago? Unless she gone through some form of cryo-sleep, got sent through time, or is a robot, I don't see how that's possible.”

“You're definitely not from around here, are you?” the orange pony, who introduced herself as Applejack, asked.

“Didn't we already say that?”

“Never made it clear did we?” Steven sighed his right arm still dislocated. “We said we’re aliens, by extension not from here. As in, at all. And don’t ask where our ship is because we don’t have one. Although we have no need to say take me to your leader, now do we?” he added with a chuckle.

“Well being I’m right here, I guess not,” Celestia agreed.

“But you're a princess,” Trent said.

“Yes. I don’t see what that has to do with me not being a leader.” Celestia admitted.

“My point is, shouldn't there be a king or a queen or something? Or did you just keep the title ‘Princess’ because it “sounds pretty”?”

Twilight and Applejack stared at him shock, and then looked at Celestia with fear in their eyes.

“Well done Wash… you just pissed off royalty,” Steven groaned in annoyance.

“Not really,” Celestia replied. “You have no knowledge on how royalty works here, it’s just simply how yours worked. Am I right?”

“Yeah, it is,” Trent said with a shrug.

“Then it would be wrong for me to hold it against you on the account of you not knowing something like that,” Celestia admitted.

“Okay then.” Everyone just continued walking in silence when Trent realized something. “Hey, what happened to the bitch that sent those Grimm at us?”

“That's actually a fair point… what happened to Nightmare Moon?” Steven asked.

“We took her down by using the Elements of Harmony and the Magic of Friendship,” Pinkie said.

Trent stopped for a moment before looking at the pink pony and tilting his head in confusion. “I beg your pardon, what?”

“I said that we took her down by using the Elements of Harmony and the Magic of Friendship,” she repeated, pointing at the necklaces she and Applejack had, and the crown Twilight had.

“...that sounds so STUPID.”

“Sounds like something from a children's television show,” Steven sighed.

“For little girls,” Trent added.

“So something you’d have liked to watched,” Steven chuckled.

“Tell me Steven, you think your aura is functional?”

“If I knew that I wouldn’t be worried about you hitting me.”

“Who said anything about hitting?” Trent asked, pointing his rifle at Steven.

“That too,” Steven sighed in annoyance.

“You will shoot your own friend?” Twilight said in shock.

“If his aura works, he'll be fine.”

“What? How does that work?”

“One's aura can heal minor injuries, but a bullet wound is not a minor injury,” Steven pointed out.

“Don't forget it can act as a shield,” Trent added. “Like a health bar in a videogame.”

“But if it isn’t working, that will kill me, you idiot,” Steven added.

“I know. That's why I asked.” He then put down the rifle and turned to Celestia. “Hey, how much longer is it going to take to get to wherever we're going?”

“Not that long,” she replied as they walked into a large throne room to see a mustard yellow pony with a horn on her head in the center of the room, looking around.

“Who are you?” Trent asked her.

She turned towards him and widen her eyes when she saw him. “What are those?” she asked Celestia, pointing at Trent and Steven.

“We’re not from around here,” Steven said calmly.

“And to answer your question, we're humans,” Trent said.

The pony stared at them for second before shaking her head. “Wait, humans? Aren't those just an old pony’s tale?”

“They could have been…but not anymore. We’re both human,” Steven admitted.

“Well you're probably some sort of superhuman right now, but yeah,” Trent said. “Name's Wash, and this is Steven. So I'll ask again, who are you?”

“She’s one of my students, Sunset Shimmer,” Celestia admitted.

Before Trent can respond to that, Epsilon appeared and said, “Seriously? Sunset Shimmer? Applejack? Twilight Sparkle? Pinkie Pie? What is with these names? This makes Donut’s name seem normal.”

“What’s with the name Epsilon?” Pinkie argued back.

“It's a letter in...wait.” Epsilon turned to Pinkie. “How do you know my name?”

“It’s in the script,” she replied with a shrug and smile.

“...I feel like we shouldn’t question this,” Steven sighed.

Sunset was looking at Epsilon. “What are you? Some kind of ghost or something?”

“Like you heard from Pinkie, his name is Epsilon,” Trent told her. “But he also goes by Church. He's an AI fragment that's basically my companion. For better or for worse.”

“AI… What does the A stand for?” Pinkie asked.

Trent looked at her for a second before saying, “Artificial.”

“And the I?”

“Intelligence,” Epsilon told her.

“Ah… And the A again?”

Epsilon and Trent looked at her for a second before Epsilon turned to Celestia and said, “Yeah, um...if she's like another guy I know about, NEVER let her get a hold of a gun. EVER!”

“I don’t see why it would be a problem if she did?” Celestia admitted.

“No trust us, NEVER give her a gun or any weapon for the sanity of the planet.”

“Yeah, because I don't want to end up dying by accident,” Trent added. “I'm not like Church. I won't be able to come back.”

“What are you talking about?” Twilight asked, confused.

“There's this guy, Caboose, who was a...teammate, to Epsilon. And he was known for killing Church in any body he had. And for hurting, shooting, or blasting anyone who he was trying to help. But mostly Church. I think he actually liked killing Church...”

“As much as cars for you,” Steven chuckled.

“I'm not like him on that.”

“Anyway, what are you going to do now?” Celestia asked.

“What do you mean?”

“Where are you going? What are you going to do? Where are you going to live?” Celestia clarified.

Trent and Steven stared at each other before looking back at Celestia. “Um...now that you mention it...we have no idea,” Trent said.

“Well… what are your aims now?”

Trent shrugged. “All I know is some weird guy in red armor sent us here so we can help people. How we do that is beyond me.”

“I know one thing I need; the hospital,” Steven admitted.

“Oh, let me help you.” Trent then grabbed Steven's arm and broke it back into place.

“GOD FUCKING DAMMIT!” Steven screamed in pain as he gritted his teeth.

“There. That should do it.”

“Have I ever told you how much of an asshole you are,” Steven said angrily.

“Oh, constantly,” Trent said, cheerfully.

“You're enjoying watching this ain’t you?”

“Maybe.”

Steven then groaned as he suddenly felt feeling in his arm again before he was able to move it with ease. “I guess my Aura is working.”

“Good to know.”

“Hey, I have a question for “her royal highness”,” Epsilon said.

“What do you want to ask me?”

“You have any idea why I’m picking up 5 other people nearby?”

“Maybe some of the other ponies who were at the castle with us,” Steven suggested.

“Oh it’s just Rainbow Dash, Fluttershy, Rarity, Princess Luna…and whoever that filly is,” Pinkie explained.

“Who?” Trent asked.

“Honestly… we don’t have a name for her yet,” Celestia admitted.

“No, I mean who are all those people? Well I can guess who “Rainbow Dash” is. She's the bitch who tackled me, right?”

“Well that's a rude thing to call her,” Twilight commented.

“Well she attacked me for no reason whatsoever, so I don't give a shit.”

“Maybe you should drop this mate,” Steven suggested. “We don’t really want them trying to hunt us down.”

“Hey, she's the only one I have a problem with so far. Well, her and the one who sent those Grimm after us.” He then turned to Twilight. “Seriously, where is that tall black bitch? I wanna put a bullet through her eyes.”

Celestia only smiled before she said, “That problem has been dealt with. You won’t have a problem with her anymore.”

“I'll believe that when I see her. Alive or otherwise.”

“Well maybe those guys can tell you where she is,” Epsilon said, pointing to another part of the room, where the remaining 3 ponies from before came in, as well as a blue pony with a horn and wings that was about their size, walking with a limp, and a pure black one with the horn and wings as well, but the size of a little girl.

“I have a feeling I shouldn’t ask, but why has she got a limp?” Steven asked before he began to realise who the mare was.

“Well she's still healing from you shooting her in the leg,” Twilight said.

“Wait, what?” Trent asked, looking between Twilight and Steven.

“...Oh… so that's the person who we was fighting before,” Steven replied regretfully. “If it means anything I’m sorry about that.”

“Okay, can someone tell me what's going on?”

“That's the mare we were fighting before,” Steven clarified gesturing to the limping mare.

“Wait, seriously?” Trent said, looking at the blue pony.

Epsilon shrugged. “Eh, I can see it.” He then disappeared and reappeared in front of the smaller pony, causing her to jump and hide behind the limping one. “But who's the kid?”

“That’s what we don’t actually know,” Celestia admitted.

“What the heck are you?” Rainbow asked, looking at Epsilon.

“Name's Church, Miss Pride Flag. I'm an AI fragment that is partnered with that guy in black armor over there,” he said, pointing to Trent.

“...AI?”

“He's basically a living computer,” Trent explained. “He can power up certain functions in my suit, as well as search for energy readings and check vitals. But that's not important. What is important is how she,” he pointed to the blue mare, “looks like that and why I shouldn't be shooting her right now.”

“Because you’d be killing royalty and probably will be hunted down and executed for your crime,” Celestia suggested.

“Royalty? She tried to kill us with Grimm. Who gives a shit about royalty if someone does that for no good reason?”

“...we should… being that if what I’m assuming is right she can make us enemies of the state, you for the threat and me for shooting her earlier.”

“I don't give a shit about any of that. Especially if I'll get attacked again.”

Steven then sighed before walking over to Trent before striking him in the back of head with the hilt of his sword.

“OW, JEEZ THE BACK OF MY HEAD!” Trent yelled before falling over, unconscious.

“...How did he actually say that before knocking out?” Steven asked before shrugging his shoulders.

Epsilon shrugged. “I've been wondering stuff like that for a while. I just stopped questioning it.”

“Like how you’re a magnet for getting blown up whenever you get your own body,” Steven chuckled.

“Shut up.” Epsilon then looked at the ponies. “Now can someone please explain what the hell is going on?”

Steven then bowed to the limping mare before he said, “I’m sorry for my friend’s hostility towards you,” he then turned to Rainbow Dash before adding, “And for how rude he’s being to you.”

“Oh, I believe he was justified for headbutting Skittles,” Church said. “At least THAT was in self-defense.”

“Hey!” Rainbow said.

“Tell me I'm wrong. Your friend disappears, and the first person you see that's not in your group, you tackle to the ground and threaten him. He just responded to that appropriately. With what you did, I'm sure you would've done the same in his shoes.”

“Yeah I would really threaten royalty,” Steven groaned as he rolled his eyes.

Church shrugged. “Yeah, that was stupid. You should talk to him about it when he wakes up. But everything else seemed reasonable to me.”

“Yeah… probably should do before he shoots me with a tank,” Steven groaned.

“Wash is no Caboose. I'd be more worried about this one,” he pointed at Pinkie, “being near any form of artillery.”

“I’m not that bad; I don’t have a gun called Freckles yet,” Pinkie chuckled.

“Okay, how the hell do you even know about that?”

“Don't worry about it,” Applejack said. “That's just Pinkie being Pinkie.”

“I feel like I'm going to get a major headache from her…” Church muttered.

“Umm, I just realized something. Who are all of you?” Steven asked nervously just realising that he hadn’t asked what the names of the newcomers were.

“Well, my name is Rarity, darling,” the mare with pure white coat and what looked to be purple hair and tail that were curled.

Next to her was the yellow mare who looked to have a long pink hair that covered her right eye. She was looking down to the ground trying to avoid his gaze as Steven faintly heard her trying to say something that he couldn’t make out.

“I’m sorry I didn’t hear you. Would you mind repeating yourself?” Steven requested only for her to become even quieter obviously scared.

“That's Fluttershy,” Rainbow Dash told him. “As for me, I'm Rainbow Dash, best flyer in Equestria,” she said, a large amount of pride in her voice.

“Then… who are the you two?” Steven asked curiously, asking the remaining two ponies. “You said you didn’t know one's name; but what about the other?”

“She is my younger sister, Princess Luna,” Celestia said calmly yet consciously seeming to be gauging everyone's reactions.

Epsilon looked at everyone before he said, “Okay, what the hell? I swear, only you two,” he pointed at the princesses, “have names that make some sense. Though, I have a few questions. But first...” he looked at Trent, who groaned.

“Oh...my head...” Trent said, before getting up and looking at everyone. “What I miss?”

“Oh just their names,” Steven admitted.

“Oh? What are they?”

“Fluttershy, Rarity, and Princess Luna,” Church said, pointing at each mare respectively.

Trent stayed silent before facepalming. “Seriously?”

“What's wrong with our names?” Twilight asked.

Trent waved his hand in dismissal. “Not important.”

“You're not going to try and threaten anyone again are you?” Steven asked.

Trent shrugged. “Only if I get a proper reason not to besides “she's royalty”.”

“At least you’re understanding that,” Steven admitted with a smirk.

“First, I want to know a few things,” Church said, looking at Celestia.

“What do you want to know?”

“First off, why do some of you have wings, some have horns, and you and these 2 have both?”

“Why are you wondering that? You say that like it’s not normal seeing them.” Celestia admitted in confusion.

“It's not,” Trent replied. “Ponies where we're from are just animals used for kiddy rides. And even then, none of them have those appendages.”

Steven could only groan at this looking down in annoyance. “Would you please shut the hell up before you get us killed.”

“What? She asked.”

“And some things shouldn’t be said,” Steven added.

“Hey, I'm just making a point.”

“Wait, what do you mean “used for kiddy rides”?” Rainbow asked.

“Oh simple,” Church said. “He means that ponies are just medium sized, four legged, non sentient animals used at fairs for little kids to ride the backs of.”

The ponies, excluding Celestia, looked at them with a mixture of surprise and shock and said, “WHAT?!”

Trent nodded. “Yeah.”

“Where in Equus are you from?” Sunset asked.

Trent leaned closed to Steven and whispered, “Should we tell them?”

“Well do you want to be called crazy and experimented on?” Steven asked.

“We already risk that last part just for being aliens, and who the hell cares if they think we're crazy? All in all, what do we have to lose if we tell them what happened to us?”

“You know what? Go ahead. I’ll just let this one blow up in our faces,” Steven sighed.

Trent then looked and the ponies and said, “Okay everyone, take a seat because this is pretty crazy.”

Author's Notes:

Hello hello everyone. Well, I hope you liked this chapter. They meet the entire Mane 6, Luna, and 2 others I doubt anyone was expecting. I know this chapter isn't so good, but I'm still a bit rusty with writing and getting used to writing for protagonists besides Tito and Cece. And trying to figure things out with Brony. Anyway, I hope you still enjoyed at least some of the chapter. Until next time.
-Dark

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