Rarity, Twilight, Pinkie Pie, Fluttershy, Logan, and I were in the school's soccer field watching Applejack talk to Rainbow Dash from a distance.

Then the two of them started hugging. "They're actually talking! That's a good sign" Rarity said.

Then the two of them hugged. "Hugs! Ooh, hugs are always good!" Pinkie Pie said.

The two of them walked over to us. "Somebody, and I think we can all guess who, told Rainbow Dash that my bake sale had been moved to a different day. Dash showed up with all the softball team and thought I'd cancelled on her!" Applejack said.

"So you're lookin' to dethrone Sunset Shimmer and become Princess of the Fall Formal, huh? Gotta say, I'd really love to see that happen. I'll totally help you out!" Rainbow Dash said. "All you gotta do is beat me in a game of one-on-one."

"What?" Twilight asked.

"First to five goals wins" Rainbow Dash said. Rainbow Dash kicked up a nearby soccer ball into the air and caught it.

Oh dear. She is doomed.

-X-X-X

Twilight's one on one match against Rainbow Dash was futile. Within the time span of four and a half minutes, Rainbow Dash had scored five goals. At one point, she was close to scoring a goal but alas, she failed.

Right after the game had finished, the lot of us walked over to her. Rainbow Dash was holding the ball in her hands. "That's game!" Rainbow Dash said.

"I... really thought you were gonna... pull it off there in the end!" Rarity said. Logan looked at Rarity with a face that said 'Are you high or something?'

"So what's the plan? How can I help you be princess instead of Sunset Shimmer?" Rainbow Dash asked.

"But... I... lost!" Twilight said.

"Of course you lost. I'm awesome! But I'm not gonna help just anybody try and beat Sunset Shimmer. The Fall Formal Princess should be someone with heart and determination. You've proved that you've got 'em both!" Rainbow Dash said. I guess the human Mane Six still hold their elemental virtues. Hmm. I wonder.

I heard something coming from the nearby bleachers aligning the field. It sounded like... Snickering? Then I recognized who it was. Those two idiots.

I walked up to Rainbow Dash and grabbed the ball out of her hands. Before she could say anything, I kicked it in the air and bicycle kicked it away towards the bleachers. I landed on my feet afterwards. "What the hell?!?" Rainbow Dash said.

Instead of saying anything, I held up three fingers, then two fingers, then one, and then... "OW!!!!"

"Walk out from behind the bleachers you idjits" I said. Out came Snips and Snails. In Snails hands was a small, handheld digital, camera. I walked over to where the soccer ball had dropped. "Leave." The two of them ran back into the school. I walked back to where the others were.

"What was that?" Applejack asked.

"Our good buddy, Sunset Shimmer, sent two idjits to spy on Twilight for anything she can blackmail her with" Logan responded.

I handed Rainbow Dash her ball. "They're a bit daft" I said. "Can't learn a damn thing."

"That was amazing! The way you were able to tell those two were there, then make that shot. Are you thinking about joining the soccer team any time soon?" Rainbow Dash asked. I held up my cane for emphasis that I was blind. How did she forget? "Riiiiiight." She tapped her chin a few times. "Then how the hell did you know those two were there if you're blind?"

"I heard them" I replied.

Rainbow Dash looked at me strangely. "Then how in the world did you-"

"Rainbow Dash, I have learned to not question Tran in times of confusion to avoid loss of sanity" Twilight said. "Trust me. You will eventually go insane."

"Okay?"

"Exactly how are we going tah help Twilight win the crown?" Applejack asked.

"I have an idea" I said. "Pinkie Pie, when is the Fall Formal?"

"It's in Friday! I can't wait for it. I've decorated the gym so much and its going to be so fun!" Pinkie Pie replied. Okay, its Wednesday.

"Is there any other school event taking place between today and the Fall Formal that may improve on Twilight's chances of winning?" I asked.

Pinkie Pie tapped her chin for a few seconds. "I got it! he school's talent show! Its tomorrow and everyone goes to it since its at the end of the school day and everybody watches!"

I turned to fact Twilight. "You don't have any awe-inspiring talents, do you?" She shook her head. "This might be a problem." Then I thought of something. "Unless..." I took out a pair of piano note sheets. "How good are you at magically magical tricks and playing the piano?" I asked while smiling. I have a plan. Oh yes I do.

The Next Day

Third Person Point of View

The talent show was taking place in the school's theater. It had been promptly cleared for the talent show, courtesy of Pinkie Pie. Three judges sat in front of the stage determined who would win the talent show. Celestia, Luna, and a strange man that had black and white hair, a white beard, and lightly tanned skin. He wore a brown suit that had a yellow undershirt along with brown dress pants. In front of man was a name plate that was labeled "Discord, District Superintendent". Behind the judges were hundreds of students filling the chairs that filled the theater.

At the current moment, the present contestants were the human versions of the Cutie Mark Crusaders. The three of them were performing a music act that involved the three of them wearing strange costumes, having their hair done up that resembled a cat being kicked, and a horribly written song that a eight year old child could have thought up. Once the three of them had finished their acts, they were quickly directed off stage.

"NEXT!" yelled Discord. "Who is the next contestant?"

"Four this time" Celestia replied. "They labeled their act as a show with music."

"And that seems dreadfully boring" Discord said. Discord had been sitting in his chair with a bored look on his face and his posture suggested that he didn't care for the show. "Where are the next performers?!?"

Instead of getting a verbal response, a student walked on stage. Some saw her as a complete stranger. Others recognized her as the exchange student who was friends with a dangerous student known as Tran. For five senior girls, two freshman boys, and a librarian in the crowd, they recognized her as Twilight Sparkle.

"Hello, my name is Twilight Sparkle and I will be playing the piano" she said. Most of the crowd, since they were the average adolescent, loudly groaned at the thought. Most adolescents don't enjoy the classics of music.

"So you're playing the piano? Like that's original and exciting" Discord said. "And aren't there supposed to be four of you?"

Both the principal and vice principal glared at the man. "Discord! This is a student. You can't just actively insult one" Luna said.

"Well I have the power to and I can" Discord said back. He turned to face Twilight. "If you're going to play the piano, where is the piano?"

"I'm getting there" Twilight said. "First, I will make my piano appear!" Twilight snapped her fingers and a large cloud of smoke appeared on stage. The smoke soon cleared, revealing Twilight standing next to... nothing at all. Upon seeing nothing, the students started giggling. "Now most of you thought that was to hide me somehow bringing in a piano onstage through a trap door or something, right?" A few murmurs  came from the crowd. A few others said yes quietly. "And you think I failed that trick failed, right?" Again, the crowd barely replied. "Look up."

Upon looking up, everyone saw a large black grand piano and a matching black piano bench sticking to the roof of the theater.

"Now how in the world did she do that?" Applejack asked while sitting in the crowd.

"That's amazing!" Celestia said. Others shouts of praise came from the crowd.

"Now you see, that is a full sized concert grand piano. It weighs exactly 1384.54 pounds" Twilight said. "To show you that it isn't an illusion or something, I will play it." Twilight walked off staged and walked up to one of the walls. "How am I going to get up there?" She said. She placed her left foot against the wall and looked up. Then she placed her other foot up on the wall and started walking up the wall. Everyone watched in awe as Twilight Sparkle defied gravity by walking up a vertical wall. Once she reached the end of her path, the ceiling, she repeated the same steps as previous and started walking on the ceiling. She continued walking until she reached her destination, the center of the ceiling where the grand piano was.

She sat down on the piano and played a few notes. Then she played a simple song.

"That's it? You do a single magic trick and play one of the easiest songs in the world?"" Discord asked. Discord looked rather angry that Twilight played Mary had a little lamb.

Twilight looked down, up in her case, at Discord and smiled. She cracked all of her fingers before she started playing a very difficult, fast paced song.

Once she finished playing Flight of the Bumblebee, she stared sitting down. "For the ones in the crowd that do not like classical music" Twilight said.

Once Twilight Sparkle finished playing the piano, she jumped off of the ceiling and onto the stage. She snapped her fingers and a cloud of smoke appeared on the ceiling and the stage. Once both clouds of smoke disappeared, it revealed the piano was gone from the ceiling... because it moved to the stage.

"Now it wants to be on the stage!" Twilight said. This sent everyone int he crowd laughing. "But seriously, I have one less talent and it doesn't require the piano." She snapped her fingers again and the piano disappeared from view. "Hmm. Now my smoke clouds don't want to work." Everyone started laughing again.

Twilight walked off to behind a curtain only to walk back out right away but instead of what she was wearing previously (her Equestria Girls outfit), she was wearing a loose fitting white robe with white pants, commonly known as a gi or the common martial arts uniform. Around her waist was a black belt that had two red stripes on one of the ends of the belt.

Another small cloud of smoke appeared on stage. Once that cloud disappeared, a large gong was present. Twilight walked over to the gong. She took a mallet that was hanging on the side of the gong and bashed it, eliciting a loud *BONG* that resounded throughout the theater.

From behind the left side of the curtain, Tran leaped out and landed next to Twilight. He was wearing the exact same thing Twilight was wearing with the exception of his black tinted glasses. Then two people leaped out from behind the right set of curtains. The two of them were wearing a deathly black version of Twilight and Tran's gi and were wearing black face wraps. The only thing that was different between the two black gi clad ninjas was that the first one was male and the second ninja was female with a slight amount of her pink hair exposed.

Twilight banged the gong once more and all four of them assumed fighting stances. Twilight extended her left arm out into a extended, flattened palm and kept her right arm close to her body in a fist, a simple Tai Chi fighting stance. Tran kept both arms close to his body with fingers extended out and away from each other, a defensive stance that was par with Tran's usual fighting stance and a mix of several martial arts. The male ninja had both arms close to his body in fists, an MCMATS offensive stance. The female ninja had both arms extended out but in flattened out palms, an Iron Palm offensive stance.

Tran was watching the male ninja while Twilight was watching the female ninja. In the blink of an eye, the female ninja charged forward. The female ninja started out with a directed palm strike aimed towards Twilight's chest. She quickly directed the strike away from her body using her close fist and threw a strike with her palm. The female ninja caught Twilight's trike and attempted to throw her. Twilight soared through the air and land on her feet.

She stood back up and fixed her stance into a a mixed position, similar to Tran's except offensive. She dashed forward and jumped into the air above the female ninja, performed a double back flip. Twilight landed behind the ninja and swept her legs. The female ninja, instead of falling to the ground, landed on her hands and grabbed Twilight's head with her feet. Completely surprised, she didn't react fast enough before she was thrown by the female ninja. Again, she flew but was quickly caught by Tran before she could hit the ground.

Tran set her back on her feet. Twilight quickly thanked Tran before she looked back to the female ninja. She ducked just in time to dodge a punch that was thrown at her by the female ninja. Seeing the fight had moved, Tran moved away to the sidelines.

Twilight dodged another strike that was thrown at her and grabbed the extended palm. She quickly dropped to the ground and rolled, still holding onto her arm. The end result was a successful throw that threw the ninja. The female ninja landed close to her partner.

Twilight turned around to look at Tran. "Watch out" Tran said. Twilight turned around and and took a palm strike to the face. She was sent flying back and was knocked away at Tran. Tran simply caught Twilight and set her down in a lying position.

The female ninja looked to her partner and nodded. He nodded back. Switching places, the female ninja stepped aside while he stepped forward.

Both martial artists took stances, Tran taking a mixed defense stance while the ninja took an MCMAP offensive stance. Both traded stares.

"GET ON WITH IT!!!" Discord said. In his hands was a bucket of popcorn that he was eating from.

"Discord!" Luna said.

The ninja jumped forward and performed a simple flying dragon kick. When close enough, Tran grabbed his leading leg and redirected him into a wall. The ninja simply crashed into the wall and fell to the ground. He quickly got up and rushed back into the fight. This time, Tran threw a kick that was aimed towards the ninja's face.

The ninja quickly rolled away to Tran's side and attempted to sweep his legs. However, he wasn't successful as Tran jumped up and back flipped away. The ninja got back up on his feet while Tran just stared at him. He threw a kick at Tran which was deflected almost immediately.

Tran, wanting to end the fight already, jumped up in the air and butterfly kicked the ninja in the face. This sent him falling on his rear. Jumped onto his feet and back flipping backwards. He landed on his feet fifteen feet away from Tran. From there, he extended both arms out before bringing them together in another offensive stance, except this one was of Tai Chi origin. Out of nowhere, lightning arced and sparked around both of his arms. He charged forward and threw a punch at Tran. Lightning capable of killing dragons arced from the ninja's arms into Tran's body electrocuting him. Everyone in the audience, including the three judges, gasped at the thought of this happening. However, if any of them looked closely, Tran didn't so much bat an eye from the punch nor lightning. Grabbing the lightning wielding ninja, Tran threw him away to the other side of the stage.

Tran, instead of returning to a more useful fighting stance, stood like a normal person. He took off his black tinted glasses and set them on the stage, revealing his pitch black eyes. He quickly assumed a Vovinam stance. He extended his left arm up and snapped. What seemed like a small, centralized explosion of darkness originated from where Tran stood. The explosion left a cloud of black where Tran used to be standing. When the cloud dissipated, Tran was once again visible. However, the explosion seemed to have changed him, leaving only a demonic version of him. His white gi was now black with a white belt around his waist, his eyes were just black orbs that seemed to bring shivers to whoever stared into them, and his hair was now a snow white. The most noticeable feature was that a black aura surrounded Tran. For everyone in the crowd, Tran seemed like a demon sent from hell, ready to kill anything in its path. For two transfer students, one extremely being studious and the other being mischievous and violent, knew it as Tran's Demon Trigger form, something not to be reckoned with.

Smiling, Tran dashed with the speed of a demon and threw twenty punches within a matter of two seconds. At the end of the attack, the male ninja fell to the ground.

Tran looked to the female ninja. He pointed his left index finger at her. From his finger shot out a tiny arc of lightning that hit her square in the chest. She fell down immediately. Tran looked back to the audience. "That's all folks!" he said. He snapped his finger and a large smoke cloud appeared on stage. When it cleared, it revealed Tran in his usual form, Twilight, and the two ninjas standing next to each other.

"Why is it that your smoke clouds work but mines doesn't?" Twilight asked. Everyone laughed a little bit.

"Who are those two?" Discord said. He pointed to the two ninjas that were still wearing face masks. "Can the two of you take off your masks?"

"They want to keep their identities a secret. They are ninjas after all!" Twilight replied.

"Come on. Take of the mask!" a member of the crowd said.

"Yeah. Let's see who you are" another person said.

Then one student started chanting "Take off the mask!" who was quickly followed by everyone else. Soon, everyone, including Celestia and Luna, was chanting take off the mask.

The two ninjas looked over at Tran who nodded. Sighing, the two ninjas took off their masks. The male ninja was none other than Logan whilst the female ninja, to everyone's surprise, was Fluttershy.

Everyone dropped their jaw at the knowledge that Fluttershy, the nicest person in the world who takes care of animals, was an experienced martial artist.

"Did y'all know about that?" Applejack asked her friends beside her.

"No" replied Pinkie Pie, Rarity, and Rainbow Dash answered.

Tran, Twilight, Logan, and Fluttershy bowed respectively before a large smoke cloud appeared on stage. It quickly disappeared, revealing no one on stage.

Meanwhile in the Backstage

First Person Point of View

"As Rainbow Dash would say, That Was Awesome!!" Twilight said.

"Yes it was" Fluttershy said in her usual quiet manner.  "Where did the three of you learn martial arts?"

"Our friend Tran taught us" Logan said. "You?"

"A mountain village in China. I spend most of my childhood learning martial arts from a Shaolin monk" Fluttershy replied. Fluttershy turned around. "Have you three seen where I placed my bags? I need to change out of my gi."

"Fluttershy, you left your bags with Rainbow Dash" I replied.

"Thank you" she said. She walked towards where the door was. "If we win, don't wait for me to receive the award. I'll be fine." She walked out of the backstage and once the door slammed shut, we were left by ourselves.

"That was pretty smart of you Tran, giving us a copy of your fighting ability" Logan said.

"Don't think you're keeping it. The spells is only going to last another ten or so hours. The reason why it isn't going to last any longer or why its not permanent is that my magic reserves have been too low to supply a longer lasting memory transfer" I explained.

"Wait, the entire we have been living in Equestria, you could have given me or any one of us a copy of your fighting ability for possibly a life time?" Logan asked.

"Eeyup" I replied.

"Then why didn't you?!?!" Logan asked.

"Cause its lazy and they're my skill set. They make me unique. Also, if I transfer too much, you could receive part of my personality. That could end badly with me being a demon and you being a divine" I replied. "Good and bad does not mix very well." I snapped my fingers and the three of us were out of our martial arts robes and into our usual outfits. "Buuuuuuuuuut, there is something I can give you right now. It's a little something I've been working on."

"What is it Doctor Tran?" Logan asked. I blinked once. He blinked once. He was now faced down on the floor in his own miniature crater.

"Bad Logan" I said. He just lied there. "No calling me Doctor Tran." I turned to face Twilight. "That means you too. Don't tell anyone else about that name either." I snapped my fingers. My clothes changed from my gi to my usual outfit along with my backpack.

"I still remember one thing about you, Tran" Logan said.

"What?" I asked.

"Your only weakness!" Logan said.

What? That can't possibly mean... FICK!!! (not a typo, that's how you say fuck in German)

Logan poked me in the side and I yelped while simultaneously jumping into the air. "Damn it Logan! Never do that again!" I yelled.

"What was that?" Twilight asked.

"Tran is extremely ticklish!" Logan replied.

"Oh yeah. I remember I poked you in the side on Hearth's Warming Eve" Twilight said.

"And? What happened?" Logan asked.

Twilight chuckled. "Tran jumped up in surprised and fell off the ledge on the second floor of my library and on his face" Twilight replied.

Logan burst into laughter. "You know Tran, that was probably the only time you ever fell and crashed into the floor" he said. I groaned. "And how is it that you're ticklish under four layers of clothing with one of them being near indestructible body armor?"

True. I was wearing my assassin's robes, my BDU, a sweater, and a shirt. "Shut it." Then I heard drum roll. "I think they're watching the last performer" I said.

I opened up a door just enough for us to see what was going on. On stage was a tired looking Trixie Lulamoon. I facepalmed when I saw that she was wearing. 'Of course she's wearing a cape and a large wizardy hat.'

"That was a lovely magical show, Trixie" Luna said.

"Twilight Sparkle was better" Discord said.

"Time to announce the winners" Celestia said. "In third place is Flash Sentry and the Royal Guards!!!" The same student Twilight ran into walked on stage, along with four other people, and received their award, a dainty little trophy that was rather pathetic.

Luna stood up from her seat. "In second place is AJROTC drill team!!!" Luna said. A small detail of four uniformed cadets went up on stage and received their awards.

Then Discord stood up from his seat. In his hands was a large trophy that rivaled the size of a small child. "And in first place is..." He paused. "Twilight Sparkle, Logan, Tran, and Fluttershy!" The three of us walked from the backstage to onto the stage. "Another round of applause.'' Everyone started clapping.

"We're happy to receive this trophy, District Superintendent Discord" Twilight said. "One of our friends had to go do something so it'll be just the three of us receiving the award. By the way..." Twilight snapped her fingers and a cloud of smoke appeared on stage. It cleared away, revealing absolutely nothing. She face palmed. "Tran, can you..." I nodded. I snapped my fingers and a cloud of smoke appeared, again. It quickly cleared away, revealing a large banner that hung from the ceiling that stated "Twilight Sparkle for Fall Formal Princess!!!" in bold, purple lettering.

"Vote Twilight Sparkle for princess of the Fall Formal!" Logan said.

I looked back into the crowd. In the back row was Sunset Shimmer who was, again, seething in anger. All of a sudden, she fixed her form and retained her usual devious attitude. 'What is she planning?'

-X-X-X-

The human Mane six, Logan, and I had moved from inside the school's theater to a cafe. Twilight, at the moment, was buying a parfait. Once she finished buying the said desert, she walked over to where our little group was located. However, she was stopped when she ran into that one cadet, Flash sentry. Twilight accidentally spilt her desert on him and fell to her ground.

"Oh! We've got to stop bumping into each other like this" he said.

"You know me! Always trying to make a big splash around here. 'Cause my drink kinda splashed... on the ground!" Twilight said. She laughed nervously. TWILIGHT!!! CAN YOU SEE THAT YOU LIKE HIM!!! EVEN I CAN SEE THAT AND I HATE ROMANCE!!! "I'm gonna go over there now."

"Congratulations in first place" Flash Sentry said before he walked away. Twilight, you're doomed if you going to stay like this.

"Don't even think about it! You're already trying to get her crown. Who knows what Sunset Shimmer would do if you ended up getting her ex-boyfriend too?" Rarity said.

"I'm not trying to. I don't even know... We just accidentally... Ex?!?" Twilight said.

"Flash Sentry broke up with her a few weeks ago. I can't believe she hasn't done something awful to him yet" Fluttershy said.

"Maybe she's just waiting until she has the power to do something really awful" Twilight said.

"Enough with this talk!" Rainbow Dash said. "I'm just going to say congratulations on first place."

"You're sure to win the princess of the Fall Formal now, darling" Rarity said.

"Yeah! Now we don't have to do something ridiculous like dressing up with generic props that resemble cartoon pony body parts and sing an extremely catchy yet even more generic song that involves lyrics revolving around helping Twilight win the crown in the middle of a lunch period that gets joined in with several other students that will somehow actually get her to be popular enough to actually the election" Pinkie Pie said. Immediately after saying that, she took a deep breath.

"Nor having to make the background filler and a beat music by pounding the tables with lunch trays that actually pass of as background music and a beat" I said.

"Yeah! What he said also!" Pinkie Pie said.

Everyone in our presence just stared at Pinkie Pie and I. "What?" the two of us said simultaneously. All of a sudden, everyone face palmed. I turned to face Pinkie Pie and noticed that she turned to face me.

"What's their problem?" I asked.

"I have no clue" she replied.

I took out a packet of gum and opened it. "Gum?" I offered.

"Sure." She took one of the sticks of gum while I took a stick and popped it in my mouth. Then both of us blew a bubble and popped it simultaneously.

"Pardon my rudeness but do you suffer from any mental illnesses?" Rarity asked.

"A few" I replied. "I'm legally insane if that answers your question."

"..." Rarity said.

"..." Twilight said.

"..." Logan said.

"..." Rainbow Dash said.

"..." Fluttershy said.

"..." Applejack  said.

"..." I said.

"..." Pinkie Pie said.

"Right?" Rarity said. "Next order of business, outfits for the Fall Formal!" Oh god. Why did she have to mention this? I ficken hate fashion.

"Cop out" Logan said. He walked out of the cafe. I think he has the right idea.

"Me too" I said. I took out a small radio. "If you need me, press the red button. "I handed it to Twilight. I exited the cafe.

I caught up to Logan, who was currently outside on the football field. "Hi Tran" Logan said.

"Hello" I said back.

"Hey Tran, what is it that you were talking about earlier before you slammed me into the ground for calling you Doctor Tran?" he asked.

"What? Oh yeah. I was distracted by me having to harm you. I recently developed a new weapons system for us to use" I replied.

"What is it?" Logan asked.

I looked around to see if anyone was following us. Then I checked the active radar feature on my glasses to confirm that we were alone. "Follow me under the bleachers." The two of us moved to under the bleachers. "Jump into my backpack" I said while placing my backpack on teh ground. He did as I said and I followed him in.

Once I entered my backacpk, I landed on my feet and saw a Logan lying face down on the ground. "How is that you always land perfectly while I face plant?!?"

"Must be a story meme or something" I replied.

"What? You know what, don't explain. I want to keep my sanity" Logan said. "Now where's that new weapon system you wanted to show me?"

Smiling, I walked over to an empty table. I took out Yin and Yang from their usual hidden holster on my back and placed it on the table. Then I took out my M4a1 from my inventory and placed it on the table.

"Does it have something to do with your 1911s and M4a1?" Logan asked.

"Eenope" I replied.

"Are these the new weapons?" Logan asked.

"Eeyup" I replied.

"Tran, I kinda know what these are already" Logan said.

"Oh really?" I said. "Shoot them at that one inch metal plate over there." I pointed to a large armored steel target that had a human silouette painted on it distanced about thirty yards away from us.

"Okay." He picked up my heavily customized M4a1 and took aim. He let out a four round burst at the steel plate. "Oh you twerked the power of the 5.56 round a little bit" Logan said, noticing the small holes punctured in the steel plate.

"Logan, that's a one inch steel plate" I said.

Logan dropped his jaw. "What did you do this?" he asked, holding up my M4a1.

"Try firing Yin and Yang" I said.

"I know they're super powered" Logan said.

"Just shoot them."

"Alright." Logan picked up my pair of pistols. He fired both at the same time at the same target. Both pistols recoiled heavily, nearly hitting Logan in the face. It closely resembled inexperienced shooters firing a Desert Eagle for the first time. "Holy Fuck! Have they always had that much recoil?"

"Eeyup. The recoil has never changed" I replied.

"Then how are you able to fire these without so much as a twitch when your firing them? I'm stronger than you!" Logan said.

"I feel no recoil when I'm firing them because they are fed my powers, not yours" I replied. "Now look downrange at the target."

He looked downrange and noticed that Yin and Yang made holes even larger than the 5.56 rounds. "Hot damn." He handed me my pistols. "Then why'd you make me shoot it?"

"Because I upgraded it" I said. "Both Yin and Yang fire 230 gram, 20 grain cartridges that, without being fed from my demon powers, would travel at about 950 feet per second delivering about 550 foot pounds of energy. When it's charged up with my demon powers, it travels at about 3800 feet per second delivering about 8800 foot pounds of energy. That is roughly sixty or so percent the power of a fifty cal."

"Right. You explained this when we got to Equestria for the first time" Logan said.

"Eeyup. A recent additional upgrade increase the speed of the bullet to about 4750 feet per second delivering about 14000 foot pounds of energy which is the exact amount of power the average fifty caliber rifle packs" I finished explaining.

Logan's jaw dropped. "It has the power of a fifty cal?!?" he asked. "How in the hell did you do that?"

Smiling, I holstered Yang and held out Yin. "Watch." I unloaded Yin and started field stripping it. Once I had finished, I held up the barrel. Nothing seemed different about the barrel except that it was colored a deep black color. I handed the barrel to Logan. "If you look down the barrel, you can see that the inside is glowing."

He looked down the barrel. "Why is it glowing?"

"What do you know about directed energy projectile weapons?" I asked.

"What? Are you talking about Gauss rifles and rail guns?" Logan asked.

"Rail guns to be specific. What is everything you know about rail guns?" I asked..

"Not much. All I know is that they use magnets to make a bullet go really fast" Logan replied.

"That's basically how it works. A rail gun propels a projectile with magnets, like you said. You know how if you hold the wrong sides of a magnet together, it will repel each other? Imagine that the magnets are electromagnets built into the barrel that are powered by enough energy to power up the city of New York. However, they not entirely an energy weapon. Instead, they're hybrid combinations of a firearm and an energy weapon" I explained.

"Damn! Are you always aiming for overkill?" Logan said.

"The M4a1 delivers about 10000 foot pounds of energy" I said. "I also upgraded the grenade launcher. Actually, I upgraded the grenades. They deliver four times the explosive force now."

"And that answers my question" Logan said. "Now where's mine? You said that you were going to give me one."

"Give me both of your Glocks and your UMP" I said. I rushed as he rummaged through his messenger bag for the three tools of death. Once he found them, he basically threw them at me. I guess he really wanted the hybrid firearms. I started with the Glocks. I disconnected the slides from the pistols and set them down on the table. I walked over to a nearby workbench and opened a cabinet. From inside the cabinet, I pulled out two different Glock slides. These looked exactly the same as the slides that were previously attached to these Glocks except they weren't compensated. I attached the slides to the pistol frames and threw them to Logan who caught the pistols. Then I took apart the UMP and replaced the upper receiver with a new one. "Done." I handed him the three firearms and picked up a gun case tat materialized from literally nowhere.

"Try shooting that target over there" I said pointing to a new target that appeared from nowhere.

"Where exactly did you get that gun case, what's it for, and where did that target come from?" Logan asked.

"Just shoot the target" I said. "Also, the upgrade shouldn't have change the gun's recoil so you don't have to worry about your guns having as much recoil as Yin and Yang."

Logan took aim with his UMP and fired off an eight round burst. Each bullet impacted the target but unlike my M4a1 and Yin and Yang, they didn't pierce through the steel plate and were only embedded within the plate. "What?" He pulled out both Glock 18s and emptied their magazines into the steel target, yielding the same result as his UMP. "Why aren't my guns piercing the plate?"

"Well, the problem is that all three of those guns fire a pistol round. When supercharged and fired out of your gun with the rail gun barrel, it may experience a large power and velocity increase but its still not enough to make it able to pierce through the plate. The only exception is Yin and Yang but its due to the demon powers that they are charged with" I further explained. "As my M4a1 delivers 10000 foot pounds of energy and Yin and Yang delivers 14000 foot pounds of energy, your UMP delivers 5000 foot pounds of energy and both of your Glocks deliver 3600 foot pounds of energy."

"Do you have anything else for me?" Logan asked. "Hopefully a rail gun, firearm projectile?" You should have seen the smile on his face when he asked that.

"Just one." I snapped my fingers and the two of us were now in a different room in my backpack. To be more specific, we were not in my armory.

"Holy Hell!" Logan said, gawking at the millions upon millions of pounds of ordnance stored inside this very room. "Though it seems to be lacking in guns." He was right, I barely kept any firearms in this room.  There were a few empty rifle and pistol racks littering the room. Only one pistol rack was actually occupied by guns, my Jericho 941 and Ruger LC9 from those three goons I mugged. Any other gun I owned was in my inventory. "Is that a Ruger LC9?" He was directly looking at the compact pistol."

"Eeyup."

"Can I have it?" Logan asked. I nodded and he pocketed the compact pistol. I understood why we wanted the firearm. It wasn't because he was a gun nut and wanted something else for his collection but because one of his parent owned a Ruger LC9.

I walked over to a nearby cabinet and started pulling out gun parts. "Try to guess what I'm going to assemble."

"Hmm. Its fed by a 7.62 NATO twenty round box magazine that is standard to the battle rifle, marksman rifle combo. It seems to be operated by a gas operated, rotating bolt standard to a battle rifle, marksman rifle combo. Its has an Aperture rear sight and a barleycorn front sight that have been slightly modified. Last but not least, it has an adjustable padded stock with a cheek rest and four picatinny rails located on what appears to be the grip of the weapon. It's an M14. An M14 marksman rifle to be specific."

"The enhanced battle rifle version to be specific" I said, confirmed his answer.

"The only thing I don't like about it is that its basically my AR10 in a different costume." He was right. Both were .308/7.62 Nato rifles fed from 20 round magazines.

"The M14 EBR incorporates a specially modified that turns it into a rail gun/firearm hydrid. It fires electrically charged bullets. It has the range of your Tac 50 and I have some extended magazines for your AR10" I said. "The charged rounds pack a lot of punch."

"How big?"

"35 round drums."

"Nice."

I went to another cabinet and pulled out several box magazines and drum magazines. "The 20 round box magazines are for your M14 and the the drum magazines are for your AR10. On a side note, the twenty round box magazines will fit in both of your M14 and AR10 but the drum magazine will only fit your AR10. Don't even try to use the drum magazine in your M14 EBR, it'll jam more than an M16a1 in a Vietnam marsh."

"Back in 'Nam-" Logan didn't finish his sentence as I smacked him upside the head and sent him flying into stacked boxes of bullets. Those jokes are always old."

"Another sidenote, I intended for you to use that M14 as a marksman rifle, not a sniper rifle or another assault rifle so I integrated the scope into the rifle so there's a less likely chance for the scope to be messed up."

"I can deal with that" Logan said.

"And it's fully automatic."

Logan blinked a few times. "I MUST SHOOT THIS!!!"

I laughed a few times. I snapped my fingers and the two of us appeared in my range again. Again, a new target had appeared out of nowhere.

Logan quickly took aim with his M14 EBR and let loose a four round burst. Each round punctured the steel target, making clearly visible holes. "How much power does this hold?"

"Shoot me in the chest and I'll tell you" I said.

"Did I heard that right? Did you just ask me to shoot you?" Logan asked.

"No, I told you to." He aimed his rifle at me. "You're hesitating."

"Fine then." He fired a three round burst, each round impacting me in my upper chest. I went into a light coughing fit, spitting up blood. "Those really packed a punch." My glasses did a few calculations from the bullet impacts. "Each bullet packs 22500 foot pounds of energy. Each bullet travels at roughly 8000 feet per second."

"Got any long distance targets?" Logan asked.

I pointed downrange. "Ten miles. Good luck."

"He smiled. "You sure? It' a little close." He plopped on the ground and went prone. "Automatic DMR rail gun. You're insane Tran."

I pulled out my Barrett and plopped down on the ground next to him. "Remember, when you're shooting inside my backpack, there's no windage or Corealis effect."

He switched his M14 EBR to semi auto. "Thanks for the tip." He fired once. Eight or so seconds passed.

"Hit."

He switched his M14 EBR to automatic. He held down the trigger until his gun went click. Eight seconds passed.

"Two hits and seventeen misses."

"I couldn't have been that bad!" Logan said.

"You tried to hit a target multiple times with a fully automatic weapon from ten miles. Even I can't do that." I pulled out the magazine from my Barrett and looked into it. "Take out your McMillan."

"Okay?" he pulled out the large anti-material rifle and checked the load.

I pulled out a Barrett magazine and handed it to him. "Take out the bullets from the magazine and use it in your rifle." He unloaded five rounds from the magazine and handed it back to me.

Logan reloaded his Tac 50 with the five rounds he took out of my Barrett magazine. He took aim and after some calculations, he fired. Six and a half seconds passed before the bullet impacted the target. How did we know the bullet hit the target? The target exploded in a large cloud of darkness. When it cleared, there was no trace of the steel target. It was further complimented by a decent sized crater. "What. The. Hell. Was. That?"

"I've been experimenting with my demon magic. That bullet you fired out of your Tac 50 was infused with my demon powers. That cloud of black was that power being activated. When the bullet impacted the target, a small explosive charge located inside bullet explodes, which causes a small powerful explosion that's very powerful that is very dangerously concussive and it disperses the demon magic located in each of the bullet. This demon magic either poisons the target, sucks the life out of the target, disintegrate the target, and all of the above in that order.

Logan just stared at his gun. "Can I have more bullets?" I snapped my fingers and a small, OD green ammo can appeared. Logan opened it, revealing about 100 rounds of the incredibly dangerous ammo. "There is a God."

I took five rounds out of the can and reloaded the magazine Logan took five rounds out of. Once I finished, I placed the magazine back into my inventory. "Welp, I'm bored. Want to go anything?" I asked.

"Hmm. I have one little task" Logan replied.

"What is it?" I asked.

-X-X-X-

Bullets, projectile grenades, and other assortments of weapons pounded the concrete traffic barrier I called cover. Close to a few hundred men armed with various firearms was firing upon my cover. Why Logan, why? Why would you need the two of us in a contruction zone?

"THIS ISN'T ONE LITTLE TASK YOU IDJIT!!!" I yelled. I was beside Logan behind a brick wall. I had my Kimber 1911 and Springfield Armory 1911 rail guns out and Logan had his UMP out. I ducked out from behind cover and fired a few rounds from my pistols. Out of the fourteen rounds I fired off, eleven managed to hit six different people. Five of them died immediately while the sixth lost his left leg as a result of being hit by the charged .45 ACP rounds. Wow. I could hear him screaming from here over the sounds of the gunfire.

I ducked back down and reloaded my 1911s. Wow, I could still hear him screaming. I pulled out a grenade and pulled the pin. "One. Two. Five." I threw the grenade over the barrier. The grenade detonated. Even more screams came from over my cover. "Are you going to start helping?" I asked Logan. I pulled out some of my incendiary HUG napalm grenades and threw them behind me. I peeked from my cover and watched the thugs burn alive. I love the smell of napalm in the morning, especially if its mixed with the smell of a human burning alive! Wait, are those guys on fire coming towards us? Eeyup. Yes they are.

A screaming man on fire jump over our barrier and fell over directly behind us. Okay. I guess we have a snack if we're hungry.

"In a minute" Logan replied. He pulled out a cigar and lit it. I bet its one of those really potent weed laced Cuban cigars I gave him. He pulled out his UMP and racked the charging handle. "Ready?"

"Mark." Both of us popped up from cover and started firing. Of course I quickly ran out of ammo as I was used to rapid firing my pistols. Instead of the long process of reloading two pistols, I dropped them and pulled out both of my Colt Python and S&W 686. Then I noticed something from the crowd of thugs. "Is that an RPG?"

One of them was indeed armed with an RPG. Why? I have no clue. He fired the RPG and the rocket was sent flying at us. Before the rocket could impact and explode anywhere near us, I dropped both of my revolvers and caught it midair.

"Did you just catch a rocket?" Logan asked.

"Eeyup." The rocket impacted the same thug who fired it at us directly in the face. The rocket exploded and completely obliterated the entire upper portion of his body. The copper core penetrator of the rocket went further and killed another person behind him.  I picked up both of my .357 revolvers and fired the the twelve rounds I had in them. Dropping them, I ducked behind cover and pulled out my B23R and P220 and started firing. "How in the world did you manage to piss of the biggest gang in the city?" I asked looking over at Logan who was digging around in his messenger bag.

"Eh. Stole a bit of weed" Logan replied. He pulled out his AR10.

"That'll do it." I popped out from my cover again and emptied the magazines from my pistols. I dropped them and pulled out my Beretta 92fs Inox and Walther P99. I fired off a few rounds before I ducked behind the barrier again.

"Want a hit?" Logan asked, offering his cigar.

"You know I don't like stuff like that" I said. Half of the barrier fell down due to the amount of bullets that had already struct the barrier. "I think we should take a different position or find new cover." I picked up my dropped hand guns and placed them back into my inventory, empty.

"Just what I was thinking" Logan said. He pulled out a few glass jars filled with a yellow liquid that were sealed with a metal lid. The very few air that was inside the jar was filled with cloudy, yellow smoke. He threw the jars and clouds of yellow clouds popped up from the impact locations. "Mustard gas. A bit of a homemade mix."

"Hand me one of those jars" I said. He handed me one of the jars. I opened it and sipped it. "It has too much of tangy taste. Add a little bit more ammonia the next time you make more mustard gas." I threw the jar at the thugs. "Maybe a little bit of hydrazine?"

"I'll remember that the next time I make mustard gas."

I pulled out four rounded capsule grenades. "Smoke grenades with a bit of the air form of cyanide mixed with it. If you breathe it in, your suit will keep you alive. Otherwise, you'll just be in great pain" I handed Logan two. "Throw on the count of five." Both of us pulled the pins and held down the plungers so that they wouldn't explode yet.

"Five? Don't you mean three?" Logan asked.

"One. Two. Five!" Both of us threw the grenades from our cover. Clouds of smoke blanketed the area we called a battlefield. Both of us ran out from behind the barrier and started running. "Wait!" I snapped my fingers and the two of us disappeared and reappeared on the roof of a unfinished building. Like usual, I landed on my feet and Logan crashed face first. Maybe it is a meme.

"Every fucking time!" Logan yelled out.

I went over to the edge of the building and pulled out my M4a1. "Let finished them off."

He smiled and pulled out his M14 EBR. "Where the hell is the police. I think I'd notice a fucking battle going on in the middle of a construction zone!"

"They're claiming it is a special forces training run" I said to Logan.

I pulled the charging handle to my M4a1 and took aim. I held down the trigger and fired upon the thug's positions. Logan took aim and fired off a few rounds.

"The fuckers are up there!" one of the thugs on the ground yelled out. He was quickly silenced as his body was perforated by charged 5.56 rounds. The ones that were left alive fired at our elevated position. They were doomed.

"Rule one in combat. The people with the elevated position always win" I said aloud to myself. I took aim at a group of nine of them and fired a high explosive 40MM grenade. The grenade detonated and killed seven of them. The last two were silenced via bullets to the eyes from Logan. "Nice shot!"

"Thanks."  Soon, the last of the thugs were killed.

"Exactly how much weed did you steal to piss them off?" I asked.

"Nine thousand eight hundred fourteen pounds of weed" Logan replied.

"And where did you put it?"

"In my messenger bag" Logan replied.

"You mean the same messenger bag that is currently on fire and smoking because of that man on fire who jumped at us?" I said.

He looked down and indeed, his messenger bag was on fire. He quickly stomped it out but it seemed to relight from a fire that was coming from inside it. Noticing this, Logan jumped into his messenger. "Chto ya delayu (The things I do (Russian))" I said. I dug through my backpack until I found something I had not used for a long while, my gas mask. I had not used it for quite a while as I didn't need it.

I donned the gear and jumped into Logan's bag. It was filled with a LOT of smoke. I looked around and saw several dark green bundles that were on fire. 'That must be the weed.' I took three of the bundles that weren't burning and placed it in my backpack. Hey! Don't look at me like that. It's not like I'll smoke it or anything. I'm just going to use it for when I need to bribe Ike, Alex, Logan, or Nick. Who knows when i need to bribe them? Then I waited a few minutes for the rest of the weed to completely burn away. That'll teach you to waste my time!!!

Then I spotted Logan. He was just standing there. I bet he must be REALLY stoned right now.

I pulled out a fire extinguished from my backpack and started spraying the important things first. I knew that Logan kept ammunition, fuel for his motorcycle, and explosives in here so I had to work fast. "Wait a minute, I'm a genius Asian who constantly outwits everyone. Why am I just using a fire extinguisher?" I held my breath and snapped my fingers. Within a matter of seconds the fire stopped immediately. Again I stopped my fingers and took a breath of filtered air. "Sucking the oxygen out of the air. Very dangerous, yet very effective." I snapped my fingers and the THC laced smoke disappeared.

I walked over to Logan and looked at him. He was REALLY stoned. He was even drooling a puddle! Is getting this stoned with weed even possible? I snapped my fingers and Logan snapped out of his stupor. "Huh? What happened?" Logan asked. I pointed to our burnt surrounding. "Oh yeah, the fire. The fire. THE FIRE!!! What happened to it?!?"

"I sucked the oxygen from the air and put it out" I replied. "Also, all of your weed burned down."

"WHAT?!?"

"And I let it because you wasted my time" I said.

"It was only three hours!"

"And I could have been working on my weapons or my new jet!" I said.

"Wait, jet?" Logan asked.

"None of your business!"

"You don't even know how to fly one!"

"Eenope, I can."

"Where did you-" Logan started until he was interrupted by a beeping that came from my glasses.

"Twilight is calling for us" I said to him.

-X-X-X-

Third Person Point of View

Twilight Sparkle was with her new found friends, who were just the human equivalent of her Equestrian friends, and they were deciding on outfits. At the current moment, the six of them were inside a clothing store. Twilight was sitting inside of a changing booth on a bench.

"Everything okay in there?" Rarity asked from outside.

"Yes" Twilight replied. "Only it's not okay. It's not okay at all! What if I don't win the crown? What if I something happens? Oh, what are I gonna do?" Twilight said to herself. She looked at her reflection in a mirror. In her mind it was a reflection of herself in her pony form. "Maybe I should tell them the truth" she said while looking at the curtain that shielded herself from her friends.

"Tell her what?" Pinkie Pie asked.

"Pinkie!" Rainbow Dash said.

"Have you been listening to me this whole time?!?" Twilight yelled out.

"I'm sorry dear but you were talking out loud and the only thing that shielded the noise was a clothe curtain" Rarity said. "And don't worry darling, you'll win the crown."

"What were you thinking of telling us?" Rainbow Dash asked.