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Techno grinned at the name. “Cool.” He said holding it up with his hooves. The gun had a long nozzle and when Techno looked through the scope, he could see past most of the trees. “Enhanced zoom?”

Rainbow dash nodded. Her rainbow mane covered her eye as she watched him.

Parts of the gun glowed and Techno could guess that’s how it got its name.

“Do you know how to fire it?” Twilight asked. She stepped closer to him.

“Yeah. I guess so.”

“Do you know how to reload.” Techno shook his head. “Here, I’ll show you.” Twilight smiled, taking the gun out of his hooves. “Wait, idea.” Her machete appeared in front of her and she grinned slightly. “Here, you should actually use melee weapons for now.”

Techno smiled as his horn glowed red. He swung the machete and he nodded.

“Sir, Techno is it? Shall we duel?” Came a voice from behind him. He turned around to see Rarity and he smiled.

“You sure about that?” Techno asked. She nodded. “Alright then...” Techno jumped back and got ready.

“Three. Two. One. GO!” Rainbow dash called out.

Rarity dashed forward and made a basic jab towards him. Techno dodged the attack, swinging the blade which hit the metal of Rarity’s sword. Rarity jumped back and swung her sword at him. He just barely caught the blade with the hilt of the machete and sent the blade back to Rarity. He slashed at the unicorn once more, getting her lightly on the cheek.

“First blood!” Rainbow cheered. “Prince Techno wins the battle.”

Rarity panted and smiled, trotting up to him. “Well done.” She commented. “Hmm... You don’t look to bad for a stray too.” She said examining the colt.

Rainbow dash flew up to him. “That was so awesome!” She grinned.

“Thanks.”Techno smiled. He shuffled his hooves nervously, looking up at the mare.

“Alright girls, give him some space.” Twilight frowned. “He is a new recruit, let him settle in.”

“I have a question Twilight.” Techno said.

“Yeah?”

“Well, since I dimension hopped, does this mean you have your brother Shining armour?” He asked.

Twilight looked at him, an expression of sadness had swept over the mares face. “Had.”

Techno’s ears flattened. “Oh.” He looked down at the ground. “I’m sorry.” “What about Flash sentry?”

This time Twilight’s face had the expression of fury. “Don’t you EVER speak of that backstabbing bastard again you hear me?” Her face whirled around to meet his. Techno gulped nodding. “Good.” Twilight went back to normal and she walked into the house. Techno trailed behind her. “First let’s find you a room.” Twilight started walking up the stairs, each step she took the stairs creaked. She started trotting slower and she wobbled slightly.

“You okay?” Techno asked.

“Yeah.” She replied. They got to the top and she looked around. “No pony is really on this floor, just me and my friends.” Twilight said. She entered a room and Techno sneezed.

“Damn it’s dusty in here.” He frowned.

Twilight nodded. “But once you clean it up it’ll be fine.”

“Okay.”

“Let’s continue our tour shall we?”

***

About an hour later they finished the tour in the armoury. Techno looked around at all the weapons and suits. “you collect weapons from Celestia’s patrols I assume?” Techno looked over at Twilight.

“Eyuup.” She made an impression of Apple jack’s older brother big Macintosh. She looked at the armour and levitated a set of armour over to Techno. “Try this on”

“Okay.” Techno looked over the set. It was all black with a red marking on the forehead of the helmet.

“That is the symbol of the rebellion.”

“I take it this is all custom?” He fit the armour on. It fit well and he saw Twilight smile.

“Yes. You actually look good in that. Slimming.”

Techno grinned. “Really?” He saw Twilight’s face go a light shade of pink.

“Yeah.”

“Well. Thanks.” Techno stepped closer to her. “That means a lot.” He leaned in and closed his eyes. Twilight did the same.

“Hey guys what’s up!?” Rainbow dash burst in.

“AH!” twilight fell backwards, light blush on her face.

“Wha-?” Rainbow dash raised an eyebrow before a look of realization swept over her face. A grin spread from ear to ear and she laughed. “Whoops!” “So Techno here IS your special somepony eh?” Rainbow looked over the colt who also was blushing and he looked away quickly.

“N- No.” He said. The alicorn stepped back and Rainbow dash lifted his chin with her hoof.

“I can see it in your eyes.” She laughed.

Techno gazed off into the mare’s rosy eyes and he frowned. “No.”

“Whatever you say, new guy.” She sung.

Twilight face hoofed. “How old are you again sergeant?”

“Two.” Rainbow dash replied with a snicker.

“Alright, two year olds get stripped of their flying privileges then.” The purple mare said.

“N-No! Anything but that!” Rainbow dash landed.

“Go see Spade.” Twilight ordered.

Rainbow dashes face lit up. “I haven’t talked to him in a while.” She said thoughtfully. “Okay.” And with that, she was out the room.

“Rainbow dash...” Techno and Twilight both sighed. Twilight looked over at the colt and giggled. “Now that we’re done with the tour, it’s about lunch time, we should go back to the dining room.” Twilight said and started towards the door. “Coming?”

“Yep.” Techno said before catching up to her.

***

They sat at the table, Techno at one end of it, Twilight at the other. Every pony else surrounded the table. It was a few minutes before dishes were whisked across the table to every pony. Salad was on each of the plates with an apple beside of course. “Today’s supper goes to Techno, our newest recruit.” Every pony cheered. Now that Techno got a closer look at every one, he noticed there were more than just three alicorns. There where at least five. One was red with a navy blue mane. He recognized her. And then there was an all white one. Twilight must have noticed him looking at the two. “This is game dancer,” She gestured to the red mare. “And this is frost.” She pointed to the white colt. “They are both generals.”

Can I have more than one entry?

I woke up alone and clueless. I was in the woods, covered in a blanket of snow, a wolf standing over me, as if waiting. I remember nothing, nothing except my name, Grace. The wolf whines and then runs off, leaving a trail of footprints in the snow. Where am I? I wonder to myself.

I follow the footprints, desperate for answers. Maybe the wolf was showing me my way out of here. But following them just leads me deeper and deeper into the woods. I am cold and hungry, so I keep following the path laid out before me. A wolf howls, and I wonder if it is the one I saw earlier.

I feel tired and achey and lay down to shut my eyes. I am going to die, die alone here in these woods, I can feel it in my bones. When I open my eyes, someone is standing above me. It is a boy. I recognize the face immediately and the thoughts come rushing back into my brain. "Conner." I whisper. He nods, wiping the tears off his face. I remember him, my boyfriend. I remember running away playing hide and seek in the woods with the kids in town, and never being found. I remember sleeping at that tree and being whacked in the head, and then waking up today, and being conscience. "It's going to be okay Grace, you'll be fine." he whispers in my ear, putting his hand to my forehead. My breathing gets shallower, and I know I am going to die. "Don't let them take me Conner." I whisper. "Shh..." he whispers, as he begins to sing. "Today I've cried a many tears and pain is in my heart. Around me lies a somber scene I don't know where to start. But I feel warmth on my skin-" I jump in and we sing the last lines together, barely audible and through tears. "The stars have all alined. The wind has blown but now I know that tomorrow will be-" The light dims and I see nothing but stars. I am now dead and I can tell.

I watch from above, watching him. He gently kisses me one last time and lifts me onto his shoulders. He leaves me be, alone, as I am covered in a blanket of snow, and surrounded by growing flowers.

The End

John walked into a valley. Tree stumps, burned and blackened, could be seen in almost all directions. There was a small torched sign in the shape of an apple reading:"Welcome to THE GREATER Wenatchee AREA. Apple capital of the world."
That's not creepy at all John thought to himself as he walked past the sign and over a bridge. The bridge did not make for easy crossing, it was missing concrete in several places and there were a lot of cars piled up. John made it over at last and saw an old Walmart store. Several raiders patrolling the grounds. It's not worth it. He decided and went forward. After walking on rough concrete for a while he came across a store. The sign, damaged in many places said "Goodwill". John passed this store, all he saw was junk clothes and a few toys. He kept walking until he came across another bridge. This bridge, like the others had many cracks and holes. The bridge had an upper steel frame with what John presumed to be a pre-war American flag. John cursed when he remembered he had forgotten to check the radiation levels. They're fine. poor bas***s probably died from the radiation. The mountains would've saved 'em from the blast. He realized with a frown.

From the bridge he spied a large concrete store with a sign reading. "Fred Meyer.". In what probably used to be red fluorescent lights. He ventured inside the store. The outer glass entrance, where carts sat waiting for another customer, one that wouldn't come. John pushed away some carts that were blocking the second part of the entrance. He was in awe when he saw the inside. It was dark but before him stood shelves full of food in cans, bottles, tins, bags, and baskets. He walked forward tentatively, wondering whether it was real or not. He grabbed at a can, dusting off the sides. "Pork and beans." I love those beans.", John said a little too loud. He heard a footstep and turned around. He saw a typical waster, his face horrified. "What's the matter?", John asked looking at the frightened man. "It's a freaking zombie man. I saw it!", he said. "It's probably just a ghoul.", John said wondering if the ghoul could hear them. John walked past the man and spied a woman with a red vest and white shirt with black pants. She was a ghoul. Her faintly visible name tag read "Joy". John was mildly freaked out, he grabbed what he needed and left. He turned to the left at the driveway of "Fred Meyer" and followed the road until he could see a sign reading. "Now leaving Wenatchee city limits.", Good. John thought, he wanted to leave as soon as possible.

John kept walking until he saw a sign, "Now entering Quincy.". Oh great another creepy ass redneck town. He thought with a slight groan. He suddenly wished he hadn't left his car back at the bridge in "Wenatchee". He had totally ignored the strange woman's pleas. "You can go... Once we get to California. Caesar's dogs will eat you up like brahmin steak.", he said threateningly. He was getting tired of her constant complaints. "You should have thought about not shooting me if you didn't want this. Now shut the hell up.", John groaned. John stopped by an overlook by a road and set down his pack. He tied the woman to a tree stump. John pulled a cloth over himself after he prepared a fire. He was ready to sleep. He loaded his M14 battle rifle. John set it on his chest. He tossed her a smaller cloth. "Don't want you freezing 'fore you get to California." She covered herself with the cloth and cast a dark scowl at John. John drifted off to sleep.

When he awoke he noticed that the woman was sleeping. "Time to get your sleepy ass moving.", John advised poking at her with his rifle. "Come on! With utmost haste.", he said poking at her until she was awake. "We're now going through Quincy.", he announced. He no longer tied her to his hand. She now walked behind him with her hands tied behind her back. He walked by an eerily abandoned water park. Two previously red slides contained two skeletons. One was probably a young boy, The other an adult male skeleton. A father son outing? John wondered as they passed the water-park. He also noted the creepy red mushroom fountain. He checked behind him every few minutes to make sure she was following him. "Just kill me.", she pleaded. "Nope. I would love to see the look on your face when Caesar finds you.", he retorted menacingly. He sighed as they headed south. "You may have food if you would like.", he said to her when he stopped to rest. She just glared at him. "Whatever, I have some wonderful omelet.", John taunted. She pulled out some chems. "Woah. Where did you get that?", John queried.

She quickly pulled them back in her pockets.
"Really where did you get that?", he asked again. I took all her stuff. How did she get chems? He asked himself. She shook her head and nudged the chems over to him. Med X, Steady, few stimpacks, and some Radx. John examined her chems and pushed them back over. "I don't need these. You will though, after Caesar or radscorps get to you.", John said calmly. She begrudgingly took her chems back. "You know your smartass remarks aren't funny.", she snarled. Man this idiot never shuts his trap. She thought bitterly. "You know your mentioning of such does nothing. Right?", John retorted. John continued walking, while the woman lagged behind. "Don't make me come back there!", John called to her. He was getting tired and decided to rest again. He tied her to an old street pole. He sat down beside and fell asleep.

//oh well, i'll just put one in.

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[justify][font=tohoma][size=8]kyra gulped and pushed the fear down her throat. it was not time to be afraid, not time to give up and sit and cry like a normal little girl. she wasn't a normal little girl. everyone was dead, and she couldn't help it. no one could help it. they were everywhere, the monsters, the demons, they had taken everyone, everywhere. kyra shook her head as a tear ran down her cheek. foolishness was what it was. she wanted her friends back, her family, but she had to find the survivors. the survivors of the demon's rampage.

they had come in an instant, no one had expected it and no one knew just exactly what they were. kyra doubted they were aliens, they were this straight from hell, monsters from people's worst nightmares. the worst thing was, there were dragons. blues eyes blinked as she looked up into the ash-ridden sky. everything was dark and scary, covered in ash and blood and the remains of those once loved but now lost.

she heard it's roar before it was even close. she had to get away from it. kyra ran to the nearest cover, an old, abandoned jewelry store. her current location wasn't ideal for fighting the deathly terrifying creature. she hated calling it a dragon. it was ugly and disgusting, nothing like any writer had ever described. it was covered in a frothy substance like a toad, hundreds and hundreds of teeth lining it's mouth. from it's mouth came a poison so strong and deathly it would melt you skin if it touched you. it's wings were broken and ugly, holey and so thin you could see the black veins underneath. she had seen dead ones on her travels, their blood flowed black as night and whatever it touched that was organic, it melted.

and their voices gave shivers and caused you to freeze where you stood no matter what you were doing. like nails scratching on a chalkboard. gulping, kyra ducked under cover and clutched her knees to her chest. it was far off, but better to hide now than to wait and get attacked out of now where. luckily they were strong, but kyra had figured that out early in her travels. unkempt hair stuck to her sweat-ridden face and she gulped, hearing it's roar getting closer and closer. she glanced around the small room she was hiding in. now no amount of blood or guts could bother her. before, before she would have scream like the 13-year-old girl she was. she yelped when that massive beast hi the ground.

it's tongue flickered out like a snake, forked like a demon's and oddly colored, like that strange lizard that was always on some kind of nature show. it's blank, dead black eyes scanned the surroundings. for a moment everything was silent, and then, then kyra heard something that she never thought she would hear again;

the sound of a human voices.

a group of them, all together. after a moment she heard the dragon roar in agony, it's frilled head-dress shaking and writhing in pain. it's shriek was horrifying and she felt her bowels quake at it's sound. you have to take the chance. they're out there. and if they were friendly, then maybe they would let her stay, or at least carry on her way without any problems. so she did. she took the chance and poked her head out to see a group of vigilantes who -seemed to be- around her age.

"get 'em!" one shouted, and he did something, something kyra thought no human could survive. . .

his body became one large tower of flames. his messy shirt and super-short but soft brown were still intact and his eyes glowed an intense blue. she stared at him for a few moments in awe, he couldn't be older than fifteen, right? there was no way his body could stand such large amounts of heat. forget the age thing, he should have been dead! kyra's eyes were wide and filled with surprise as she stand over at him, but she forced herself to turn away when she heard other voices joining the chorus.

"c'mere you big lug! no one wants ya 'round here!" shouted a slightly chubby asian boy. he had spikey, afro-like raven-black hair that was greasey and unfathomably knot-filled. he placed his hand on top of the nearest piece of stone and the texture crawled up his body and composed itself all along his skin. kyra gulped and shook her head, trying to figure out if this was another dream filled with superheroes that she longed to come and save her. she gasped as the stone boy was thrown across the city block and into a wall by the creature's tail.

her mouth dropped in surprise. no, they couldn't die on her. but by the time she glanced from the fire boy back to the stone boy he was ridding himself of that pesky wall and charging at the dragon again, his body now covered in the texture of the wall he had crashed into. kyra's eyes now fell upon the third and final member of the group that was fighting the dragon.

the third boy was wearing a bright purple "VIKINGS" baseball hat, and had a purple aura surrounding him. telekinesis? she thought with a tilt of her head. blue eyes watched him from her resting spot, picking up relatively large objects and throwing them at the beast. "brendan! sibala! look out!" the telekenetic boy launched a hefty piece of cement at the creature and it landed stiffly on the dragons head, ceasing it from moving. she stood and whimpered, wondering whether or not it was the best idea to do that.

for no more than a second was the three boys' attentions one her than the dragon rose from it's concrete cover to give a screech and knock it's tail against all three of the boys, sending them all flying across the street block.

as if one instinct, kyra bolted to her feet and let out a scream so loud if almost to break a normal human's eardrums. her eyes were shut tight, but after a moment, and the scream held, kyra opened her eyes to see the strangest sight to the day. the soundwaves of her scream were visible. i-i have powers like them, too. . . it took her a moment to take in the visualization. her eyes widened in fear as she saw the dragon crippled in pain, gigantic, clawed feet covering it's ears.

she ceased her mighty scream and clutched her head, a massive headache befell her and she whimpered. kyra looked to up to see the dragon flying off- her ears still rang like crazy. blue orbs looking over at where the three boys were just emerging from the rubble. she darted over to them as fast as she could, wary -no, terrified- of another dragon coming back. she gulped when she saw them and their eyes went wide when they saw her finally come closer.

"soundwaves, eh?" said the asian boy and cocked an eyebrow at her. he rubbed his head in pain, those waves definitely gave some sweet headaches. kyra chuckled to herself and smiled.

the formerly-flaming boy smiled at her and bopped the asian boy on the head playfully, as if the whole battle hadn't happened. all three were covered in scratches and kyra just smiled, smiled, smiled. . .

"the name's brendan." he dipped his head and gave a silly little bow. "that's john," he pointed to the boy who was currently searching through the wreckage for his baseball cap. "and that's john, too, but we just call him sibala. makes it easier." the asian boy waved and chuckled, dusting off his arms. john, who was still searching didn't acknowledge her much, but the other two stared expectantly at her.

"kyra, my name's kyra." she answered and gave a bow in return.

"how old 're you, kyra?" brendan asked with a tilt of his head.

"thirteen."

"hmm. . . interesting."

"what's interesting?" kyra asked with a surprised look.

"we've never seen someone get the rift that early."

"what's the rift?" kyra asked, tilting her head to the side.

"errr, it's complicated, but the rift is basically your powers. the whole soundwaves thing? my flames," he snapped and his index finger spewed a flame usually held by a grill lighter. "sibala's absorbing powers, and john's telekenesis, their all versions of the rift. it's different for everything, everyone."

"everyone gets it, once they're around fourteen, but it mostly happens at fifteen." john cut in as he walked up, his very dirty and almost ripped-in-half "VIKINGS" hat. "it weakens significantly once you turn twenty-five. odd, yes, but then it's not safe for a person to leave the sanctum once they didn't have any powers. it's easier from the skri to get you."

"skri?" kyra asked. she assumed they were the dragons, but who knew? she was learning all kinds of new things today!

"the dragons." sibala explained further.

"basically we're the elite task force for our community, anyone between the ages of fifteen -or, whenever they get their powers- and twenty-five-or, whenever they loose their powers- serves in The Guardians." brendan finished with a light chuckle.

"now, we should get moving before ol' ugly there decides he's really serious about killing us." john stated, turning and positioning his cap poignantly on his head. his brown eyes looked from her's to brendan's and the two nodded. the three stated off, darting from cover to cover.

sibala, being the last of the three to run off, turned to look at her before they got too far away. "you comin', princess?" he chuckled and turned back, motioning with his shoulder for her to follow. she followed instinctively, gulping down any and all fear the worried her.

Wait is it plagerizing if I copy and pasted an old fan fic I wrote?