Grievous was not unfamiliar with swarms running up to him. Usually one of two things would happen:

They would attempt to kill him...and fail miserably.

Or it would be a swarm of thankful beings...but ever since he'd become a cyborg that rarely happened anymore.

There were dozens of the hoofed creatures, some without wings, some with wings, others even had little horns protruding from their heads. They all skidded to a halt, a few bumping into each other as they spotted both the dead, mutilated manticore and then laid their large eyes upon the beast's slayer.

Grievous knew that probably no one on their planet had ever seen anything like him before. It was rather amusing to him to see the befuddled and him some case frightened expressions.

“What...,” a white female spoke, a little horn adorning her hair. A beautiful indigo mane and tail had been precisely curled. Grievous already disliked her.

“In the name of Celestia is that?” She stared at the Kaleesh warlord, unsure of what to make of him.

“I should be asking you creatures the same question,” he growled back at them. For a moment everyone was silent, even Fluttershy had stopped crying and had been gently coaxed away by a purple creature who also had a single horn on her head.

Finally, their leader, Grievous presumed cautiously approached him. She was a plain brown color and a had a white mane and tail, from age. She adjusted her glasses with a hoof and her jaw dropped slightly as she looked the general over from head to toe.

“What happened here?” She asked in a somewhat small voice. Still somewhat unnerved but Grievous. A soft breeze rusted the grass and  branches of the tree behind him and blew his cape to the left for a few moments.

“Well,” Rainbow Dash piped up and floated up into the air above everyone else to begin her narration.

“I was just flyin' around when I see this guy,” she jabbed a hoof down at Grievous, who watched on rather uninterested by the whole thing, “scaring Fluttershy!”

Now they all stared accusingly at Grievous...they all knew how fragile Fluttershy was!

“So then I come here,” Rainbow Dash made a point of landing on the ground heroically, “to teach this guy a lesson about what happen when you bully one of my friends when that manticore showed up!”

Grievous was amused by the fact that the winged rainbow maned female had omitted about how she nearly broke her hoof by punching him, and he never intended to tell them he'd been planning on skewering her through.

“Wait a sec,” another female voice spoke up, this one was by far the most irritating the cyborg had heard yet. He turned to see a blonde pony with a hat carefully inspecting the deceased manticore. Not bothering to hide the look of disgust.

“I ain't never seen wounds like this before!” Her face hat tiny white dots that seemed to resemble freckles. “Did you do these?”

“Yes.”

“How?”

Grievous reached into the folds of his cape and pulled out a single lightsaber.

The green blade ignited, in the silence it seemed to be the loudest thing they'd ever heard. A few even jumped back. He carefully drew the lethal weapon through the air, it hummed and glowed all the while.

“You killed it with a glowin' sword?”

“H-he used another,” Fluttershy squeaked fearfully from where she stood. Her face had dried tear streams.

Grievous deactivated the lightsaber and returned it to his cape.

“Wait a moment,” their white maned leader spoke, “if he killed the manticore then that means he saved Fluttershy and Rainbow Dash.”

“WHAT!?” The hoofed creatures exclaimed.

“WHAT!?” General Grievous exclaimed with even more surprise than them. He didn't do it to save them! He did it because he was bored and wanted the entertainment.

“Sir, won't you tell us you're name?”

“I am General Grievous-”

The crowd began cheering, surprising him at their sudden change in attitude towards him.

“Our hero!” One of them yelled.

Grievous looked down when the creature with a very puffy mane that Rainbow Dash had identified as “Pinkie” tugged at his hand.

“C'mon we're gonna have a party!”

“Wha-” the general was dragged into the crowd and was whisked away for a proper Ponyville welcome. Next Chapter: Grievous in Ponyville Estimated time remaining: 2 Hours, 5 Minutes