Hunter Anon

>>28289531
former OP here,
ziri is currently writing some other story, he said he will make a thread when he's back

by the way, i love that pic

>>28289566

wasn't that also supposed to be like, a week ago? I'd rather keep a thread up at this point

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>>28289566
Same. That will definitely be the OP picture for the next thread.

I'm getting over the feeling that I am way over my head with the story and trying to convince myself that I am actually capable of finishing it properly.
It shouldn't take that long for me to get back to my precious hunter.

>>28290092
It is totally up to you guys. Walle could post something and we've had a couple of anons asking if they were free to write but never did, maybe they'd be more comfortable giving it a try now.

As always, a friendly, no-homo reminder that I love you all and argentina is white.

>>28290165
I miss reading your updates

>>28290165
I read what you did... it's another style, darker. By the way, I still prefer to keep a thread alive for nothing than scrolling desperately the board for another 20 days.

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>>28290688
Oh.
Those two things I did.
Yeah.
Needed to give it a try for curiosity's sake.
Let us never speak of them again.
Thank you.
And I'm truly sorry that I've left you guys waiting.

>>28290501
I started writing the duel and got, for lack of a better word, scared mid way through. You probably know what I mean so I won't blog about it. It's just some bullshit that I have to straighten up.
You can rest assured that there's no way I'll leave any of my stories unfinished.
Not Silver's, not Lumen's, and certainly not Hunter Anon and Twilight's.

>>28290981
I read it for the same reason you wrote it (curiosity and science purpose) and as flutterguy would say "I don't wanna talk about it". Take the time you need to write the story as you like it.

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>>28290981
Oh did i miss this; you, this thread, and the words you spin. Nice to know you're still around.

>>28290165
Vote to keep the thread alive.

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>>28291122
Voting

>>28291122
Double following dubs have decided

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>>28290165
>the feeling that I am way over my head with the story and trying to convince myself that I am actually capable of finishing it properly

Holy balls batman does this hit close. I just gave up on a story of my own for this very reason. It pains me too leave so many wanting more but I just didn't know where to take it anymore.

Take your time, and remember that your writing is awesome.

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>>28297787
Das a nice twiggles

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Dear God, this is so comfy...

>>28297787
... and that is one smug twiggles.

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>>28298285
Glad you are liking it. If you would like to suggest your favorite Background horse, I will bump with 'em after Derps.

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>>28294394
It is the bane of writing, the reason why I have yet to finish this story, and why I have never written a proper fic before, even though I've had quite a number of ideas and opportunities throughout the ride.
I have to admit that the only thing that such a fear has left me feeling when looking back is a sense of unaccomplishment and regret. Surely, if I had been a braver, more ambitious man, I could have uploaded a couple of stories to FiMFiction, written some green instead of lurking and watching tripfags do their magic. But that is, perhaps, why I am in love with Hunter Anon, even if I seem to have left it unattended. I think of it as my very late, very tiny contribution; a meager and probably forgettable love letter that I have always been afraid to compose. Consequently, that is also why I am so anxious about it, but I hope that by finishing it I’ll finally be able to start giving more to the board that has never failed to entertain me.
As for you, dear anon, take some time to think about your story, where you want to take it, and what it means to you. Finish it if you can, retcon some details or even an entire chapter if you must, and if you choose to go on, then I wish you the best of luck.

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>>28291122
>Oh did i miss this; you, this thread, and the words you spin. Nice to know you're still around.
Why must this move my undead heart?

>>28291053
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OQ5s2iFECk0

Well, since I am being a sappy, disgusting, blogging, turbo-autist who is romanticizing his mediocre shit instead of providing any content, I’ll go prepare a tall glass of bleach with a side of 12 gauge to the face.
Enjoy some piano and a twitwi pic... ummm, if that's okay with you...
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8Z5EjAmZS1o

>>28298954
Lyra a qt. Just saying.

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>>28299571
>Why must this move my undead heart?
Don't be silly, you know we love you.
I hope

Adding Lyra to the list.

>>28299571
I am not touching it any more. I am too new to writing to continue and don't know where to take it. I want to keep what good I have before I screw up. I will put it up for adoption though, I don't want it to stay the way I left it.

Remember that we love you and your writing hermano. Green as good as this rare these days.

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>>28306511
Look me in the eye and say that.

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>>28312601
>Same annon year.
You're welcome... I try to keep good epic Twigle for this thread to live.

>>28312832
Of course I meant here.

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>Tfw bump general is back
Tis a good feel

Any news on Walle thou?

Guys what if we let it die? I feel like this thread is only a reminder to Great Hermano and is pressuring him. We should let him make the thread when he deems ready.

>>28323425

what if the lack of a thread causes him to think we don't care about his work any more?

>>28323386
I think Walle moved to /moon/
>>28323425
I would rather have a place to wait than to search through the catalog hoping i did not miss an update. He updated regularly, about once a week, when we had a thread up. Without one, we did not hear from him for over two. A little bit of pressure should be fine.

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>>28354980

You know the drill boys, post whitest princes to summon whitest hermano.

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>>28359338
Honestly, I don't know if I should be worried about this or not. What dark magic do you hold over me?
Quick question, since I'm about to post an update, should I go from the beginning of the chapter or just go for the new material?

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>>28361870
I am up for a quick recap.

>>28361870
post pics of your bbc

>>28361870
Oh shit, it worked. I didn't think it would for a third time. Así de conectados estamos mi querido Hermano. Continúa como quieras, pero preferiría que sigas dónde quedaste.

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>>28361870
>Tfw it been almost a month since last update
I d say go for it since its been so long, but i dont mind either way
If you do post the recap then do show where the new green starts at thou

>>28362279
>white

Posting from the beginning of the chapter then.
Here goes a quick recap.

>>28362459
Chapter VII – Her Love

>Adrift.
>Floating in liquid blackness, devoid of thought and sensation.
>Inside the silent abyss that is left after all existence becomes null, when body and mind lose whatever significance they hold for the mortal plane of understanding and are replaced by encompassing darkness; an entire universe of nothing and everything brought together by a total collapse of the self and which’s depths no school of science or magic can comprehend.
>A tenebrous dimension hidden from the plane of mortality and yet connected to it by the unseen strings of obscured powers.
>It is, as all eventually find out, harrowingly serene.
>Lesser creatures would be forever trapped in this gap of immaterial unreality, unable to retain even the most basic part of themselves when having no means with which to differentiate from this realm beyond both perception and tangibility.
>But not everything in creation is fragile and easily persuaded by the dark to sever all links.
>Some entities in the vastness of the universe know how to find their way when lost in oceans that exists outside time and space.
>One such entity, born of potent magic the likes of which have remained shackled for countless moons, ventured willingly into such a place and, perhaps by the invisible guidance of fate, had done so after leaving behind a beacon with which to escape it.
>This shard, piece of crystalline self, shines, and the light is blinding.
>From within it chime strange resonances, echoes of incomprehensible words that feed the invisible fires of consciousness, calling back memory and the emotions carried within them.
>A name and a face, no more important than any other, yet to the one who had evoked it, to the abandoned child that must find its way home, it is an anchor to life.
>It brings to it remembrance and recalls the final command that had been issued, that one last request, before the death of its world died, before the void.

>>28362470
>By virtue of unquestionable love it had to be fulfilled.
>She is master, mother, and will.
>Her voice beckons.
>Geist flies to it, eagerly.

…

>His posture is rigid and authoritarian; his jaw tenses whenever his gaze falls on you.
>Shining’s restraint from running straight to his sister is visible in the lines of his face but he can’t indulge himself as the guards eye him with suspicion.
>He has no wish to provoke them.
>Twilight, on the other hand, is free to cut the small distance between them and hugs his brother tightly.
>They share a loving reunion, nuzzling each other and finding their attires suddenly bothersome in such close proximity.
>You don’t move from your spot both because you have no desire to intrude upon their moment and because Shining Armor’s eyes were all but inviting approach.
>The minotaurs turn to you with displeasure at the arrival of soldiers to their doorstep and you gesture disarmingly at them, showing that you had nothing to do with it.
>They accept it but remain cautioned.
>Twilight is the first to speak as she cuts off the embrace.
>”I thought you would be at the Crystal Empire. What are you doing here? And why is there a whole platoon of guards with you?”
>Shining holds a smile to her but keeps you in sight.
>You wonder if your weapons and armor are the cause of it.
>”Somepony told me you had crossed into the West. This place isn’t anything like Equestria and is not exactly safe for a princess to travel through alone.”
>Twilight coos at her brother’s concern and takes a hoof to her chest.
>”That’s too sweet of you Shiny but I’m not alone, and I can’t just leave right now. I would have sent a letter if I’d knew you’d come all the way here.”
>He circles around her, standing between her and the town, and consequently you.
>”Don’t you worry about me sis. Why don’t you let me escort you back home? We can share some family time together and we both know Cadence would love to see you.”

>>28362478
>She nuzzles him again, briefly tempted by the lovely offer, yet knowing that there is no way she can turn away from her duty and the calling of the map.
>”I’m sorry big brother but I am here on an important mission.”
>His face darkens at her reluctance.
>”I know about that and I must insist.”
>Twilight takes a few steps back.
>”How did you know where to find me?”
>A minotaur joins you, standing to your right with his axe held firmly in front of him.
>You recognize him as the elephant’s doorman and personal guard, the one that had stood before you when you arrived.
>His voice is sardonic and dry.
>”Friends of yours?”
”Not exactly. Worried?”
>He snorts and vigorously plants the head of the axe into the ground.
>”We got word that they were coming. See that caravan? They are well known here in the town.”
>You don’t look at them, only at the two brothers.
“We met them on the road. Friendly bunch.”
>”Guards here to join you on your quest?”
“Can’t say yet. It wasn’t me who called for reinforcements.”
>”The gryphon is many wings strong. You could use the help.”
>You don’t reply, focusing back on Twilight and her brother.
>Shining explains how Luna relayed to him the knowledge of Twilight’s call by the map and how you had been summoned by it as well, partaking on the journey together.
>She had been indulgent at first, allowing you to roam about without supervision, but had grown worried the moment in which she could no longer access to Twilight’s dreams.
>The magic behind it was one she recognized almost instantly, though she had not specified who or what was behind it there was a somberness in her that was only ever present when speaking of days of the distant past, and had thus sought Shining out, knowing that she could trust him with finding the lost princess and relay a message concerning new developments on the crisis.

>>28362487
>It had been part of Luna’s scheme, if her well placed worry and distrust for a dimensional interloper could be labeled as such, that Shining Armor would not stand for your continuous traveling with Twilight and would judge you accordingly upon meeting.
>She trusted him with such things, if only because she knew beforehand that Celestia would complain about intervening with destiny.
>In this she had been right and her sister had indeed chastised her when they discussed the matter of Luna’s dream predicament and misgivings towards you.
>Shining however, can only focus on pressuring her sister on forsaking her quest with what little knowledge he has, much to Twilight’s discontent.
>”I’m not going back when the fate of the world is at stake.”
>”Princess Luna has told me that the gryphons are sending their own hunters. They will handle it. This does not concern us ponies anymore.”
>”It’s too late for that. Silver is already well ahead of everyone else and the gryphons don’t even know what it is that he is searching for. Anon and I have seen it -or at least some of it- so we know just how dangerous it would be for him to have access to that kind of power. We are not giving up on this.”
>She looks at you for support but Shining cuts her off, lowering his voice enough for only his sister to hear.
>Twilight scrunches in disapproval.
>”Listen, I understand that you have been traveling with that thing-“
>”They are called humans, and he is a friend.”
>”Okay, that human, but you have to believe me when I tell you that he isn’t to be trusted.”
>”Is this because of what happened in the forest? Shining it was my fault. I panicked and I got us into that mess. If it hadn’t been for him then we would have all fared worse.”

>>28362494
>”It’s not that, or at least not only that. Princess Luna knows details about him. She did not share them with me and I needn’t ask since she was very adamant in her conviction when she told me that he is dangerous and shouldn’t be trusted.
>”That human is hiding something that has made her wary of him and that is good enough for me to put my hoof down and stop you from running around with him. Besides, it was one thing to have him lying naked in bed but now he walks around carrying a sword and armor? If he could kill a Grotesque on his own then I don’t dare imagine what he could do with all that.”
>His distress is painfully clear to Twilight and she does her best to comfort his anxieties by holding his hoof and smiling, but Shining is not about to give up.
>He stares meaningfully and deeply into her eyes, letting her know how serious he is and how this isn’t simply the consequence of questionable fears brought about by the mare’s near-death experience.
>The duties of the guard had at times seemed trivial and almost wholly for show, a gesture to bring a sense of security to the kingdom and nothing more, yet it was of little public knowledge that the guard, and in some cases Shining Armor himself, had been tasked with clearing areas of monsters and other dangerous wildlife, usually in order to make way for an extension of the railway or a urbanization project.
>He had gone through much in his life.
>There weren’t many ponies who could claim to have experienced the fear of battling gargoyles in the dark, of fending off against the sinister advances of the now fallen King Sombra, and to have survived the parasitic influence of the changeling queen Chrysalis.

>>28362501
>He had even valiantly stood up to Tirek and Discord when they had allied themselves to consume all pony magic and rule over the land, even if his had been an easily squashed act of resistance it was an exemplar one nonetheless when so many others would have simply fallen before the two tyrants.
>Shining armor had taken part in things that the average pony only heard in curious conversations of the incredible achievements of the elements of harmony and knew how to compose himself, despite his weakness to weddings and family matters he was an otherwise poised unicorn of the guard.
>And right now, he holds fast to that facet of his being when talking to his dear sister.
>”Consider the possibility that what you think you know about him is a lie and that whatever he has told you so far was only a way to gain your trust. None of us know his intentions and Luna was very clear about her suspicion.”
>”No, he is a friend. He would never do that to me.”
>Shining presses on.
>”Luna wouldn’t have sent me here if that were the case. Just back away from this one and let the gryphons handle their business. Celestia knows their hunters will not take kindly to anyone standing in the way of their catch.”
>Twilight break away from him, latching onto what she knows of you and the moments you have gone through together.
>She can’t dismiss the fact that you risked your life to rescue her, that you had saved her life, that you had been beaten bloody before her.
>Nor can she ignore the feelings towards you that had been growing steadily and had been more than clear to the two of you last night as she slept in your arms and covered you beneath her wing.
>Yet the seed of betrayal and confusion is quick to feed on even the slightest whispers of doubt, and goodness knows that there is still too much she doesn’t know about you or your world.

>>28362507
>And if something had been blocking Luna’s sight into her dreams, could it be that you had been the one responsible?
>Shining didn’t seem to know the details, but it still gnaws at her to consider such a possibility.
>Her eyes find you, this time dulled by uncertainty, and study you from afar, finding no closure when your eyes meet.
>She had done her best to bring you back and hadn’t once considered that you could be a more insidious individual, yet everything she had gone through so far contradicted Luna’s opinion of you.
>The air about you suddenly reminds her of how much she feared you during the early days, how scared she was to get close, both because of the unpredictable nature of your revolver and the frightening power that you had displayed in the Everfree Forest.
>So far you had killed a Grotesque, a Hydra, a pack of Timberwolves and even a gryphon.
>She always trusted you, almost blindly so, which she now considers almost in an afterthought that it could be due to the magical connection she has with you.
>There is more to you than what you appear to be, but Luna wouldn’t go to such lengths as to send a party of guard to bring her back unless she had a strong reason for it.
>And still, upon introspection, she finds that she cares deeply about you.
>Should those feeling overcome reason?
“Something’s wrong.”
>That is all you say to the minotaur before heading to the gate.
>The town guards look at you with a mixture of gratefulness and admiration, straightening their backs as you pass.
>You valiant intervention during the Timberwolf chase is fresh on their minds.
>Shining Armor stands between you and Twilight, planting his hooves firmly as he does so.
“What’s going on?”
>Twilight stammers unlike her usual self and an unknown inner struggle is evident to you under scrutiny.
>”This is my brother, Shining Armor. I’ve told you about him, I’m sure.”

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>You put on a charming smile, kneel before him, and extend your hand to greet one of the famous ponies from the show.
“Anon, hunter of Earth. It is a pleasure to meet you, Twilight told me a lot of great stories about you.”
>”Shining Armor, prince of the Crystal Empire. I’m afraid I am at a disadvantage here, I don’t really know a thing about you besides your powers.”
>His words slip the faintest scent of acridness and your thoughts that he does not quite like you become even more justified.
>Nonetheless, the show always portrayed him as an affectionate brother and a good pony to boot so you remain open and friendly, despite a shaky introduction.
”I’m sure you’ll get to know me eventually. Here to lend a hand with our gryphon problem?”
>”Not exactly. I’m taking my sister back home.”
>Your shock is uninhibited as you turn to Twilight and then back to Shining.
“Why?”
>”The gryphons are taking over the hunt. Equestria is not involved anymore. It is for the best.”
”You agree with this?”
>Twilight bites her lip but otherwise says nothing.
“After what happened in the Spire you know we can’t let him win. We have to stop him.”
>Shining intervenes.
>”This isn’t something for you to fight. The order came from Princess Luna and isn’t up for discussion.”
”Silver has a lead of almost an entire week, there isn’t any time for someone else to pursue him. All that this will accomplish is giving him more breathing room. You have twenty ponies that could help us tighten the difference if you joined us.”
>”I’m not here for that.”
“Right. Well I won’t let him get to the Vaults without a fight.”
>”Then you’ll go on your own.”
>Your assessment that he isn’t fond of you is apparently correct.
>Twilight hasn’t offered her input into the conversation and so you reach out to her, eager for her opinion.

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>She was, and for that matter still is, shaken by this whole ordeal and you are positive that she would be terrified upon meeting Silver again, but you two have a duty to go after him, if not because of the map and Geist’s guidance, then for Equestria’s sake and revenge for what he did to the two of you.
>Of course, you know that she would never adhere to vengeance, though perhaps she can be convinced to push on for other reasons.
>Putting one’s wellbeing in danger for the sake of completing the mission; a predicament that was going through her head long before you had asked for her judgment.
>It is a grim one to resolve and yet you are unsure that it is the only thing that has her so preoccupied.
>When she finally speaks, it is with an analytical demeanor.
>”There is no way that any gryphon will get here and find him in time. By Geist’s words it is two weeks by hoof and four days by wing to reach the Golden Frontier. We know that Silver is making a stop somewhere else and that we are not meant to follow him, but go to the city and the Vaults.
>”I can’t think of any compelling reason for this besides the thought that it is our only way of intercepting him, perhaps at the gates of the Vaults if we make it in time.
>”Before teleporting us out of the Spire, Geist did not guide us directly to them or to whatever place Silver is pursuing, instead it told us to wait here for precisely three days and that some familiar ponies would arrive. So far it hasn’t been wrong in its predictions and I believe that despite its claims of it being otherwise, it is in our side.”
>”Who is this Geist?”
>”A bodiless entity that lives within a crystal, is apparently all seeing, slightly clairvoyant, and is the only clue with have about what Silver is looking for.”
>Shining blinks, looks for any signs that Twilight might be teasing, and upon finding only her ironclad determination he closes his eyes.

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>”What are you trying to say?”
>Twilight gives you a quick glance before focusing on her brother once more.
>”I am not going to turn around.”
>The reaction is instantaneous.
>”You can’t be serious! Think about your situation for a second!”
>”I have and everything points out that we are the only ones that can hope to stop him in time. If Geist knew you were coming then it is safe to say that it also knew about the gryphon hunters, yet he didn’t mention them at all. I am convinced that it is because they won’t make a difference.”
>”And that other issue?”
>Whatever he is referring to, you are contritely unaware, and so concentrate on evaluating Twilight response.
>She considers it carefully, her face darkened by the shadows brought about by the high noon sun as it falls over her mane, horn and hood.
>You spot movement behind the fierce shape of Shining Armor and are met with the energetic waving of Cinnamon Heart and her mother over by their wagon.
>The arrival of the guards had dominated your attention and you failed to recognize that leading the friendly caravan that had come along with them were the two perky mares.
>Smiling brightly you wave back.
>”I don’t care.”
>That is all she has to say of the matter and so Shining considers the only avenue available to him now that his sister refuses to part ways with you.
>”Fine.”
>With a light of his horn, Shining unsheathes the crystal sword that he had been carrying with him, letting it gleam proudly in the sunlight before pointing it towards you.
>Twilight jumps back at the sudden development and stands between the two of you, shielding you from harm.
>The ponies at the caravan gasp in fright, unable to comprehend what is going on as they hide behind their wooden wagon.
>The guard that had been accompanying Shining all go for their weapons, as do the guards both at the gate and those that had gathered wearyingly behind the safety of the walls.

>>28362541
>You instinctively jump backwards and grab onto the butt of you revolver but do not take it out of its holster.
>There has to be an explanation for this act of aggression and you know, regardless of your hands’ impulse, that you would never harm Twilight’s brother.
>”Stand down! This is between the hunter and myself!”
>He barks out the order and his followers do not question it.
>The minotaurs do not lower their weapons.
>“Shining, what are you doing?!”
>Visibly shaken, Twilight tries to wrap her head around such unnecessarily violent behavior and whatever conclusion she seems to reach worries her even further.
>Shining Armor speaks directly to you.
>”You plan on continuing your quest with my sister by your side?”
>The answers is a slow, deliberate nod.
>”I do not trust you, hunter. You put her in mortal danger and now presume to do so again by chasing after a dangerous criminal across uncharted lands.
>”You are a stranger in this world, a dangerous and untrustworthy one at that, and I can’t see how any pony would willingly put Twilight’s life in your hooves.
>”So if you plan on going through with this, if you don’t choose right here and now to go back to Equestria and leave this matter to my sister and I, then I have no other choice but to test your mettle.”
>Twilight mouths the same question as before, only this time is strangled and fretful.
>”What are you doing?”
>”I am challenging him to a duel.”

>>28362545
That was the last update.
Here comes the new stuff.

>>28362550
>She doesn’t move; she doesn’t dare breathe.
>The point of the sword is far enough that in a normal circumstance it shouldn’t prove to be an immediate threat but Shining’s telekinesis can easily spear-head it into your stomach like a bullet.
>You stumble backwards like a blind-man, focused so deeply in the object that you can clearly make out the almost liquid shroud of his aura coating the crystal blade and its electric blue glimmer under the sunlight.
>Dry lipped and suddenly feeling overburdened by your gear you try look for an answer in the face of your companion but her own ghosts and confusion offer no solace.
>She questions him again, yelling in disbelief.
>It is no use, the declaration left nothing to be argued.
>Shining Armor does not flinch at her outburst, not even when she grabs at his sword with her magic or when she stands before him with her front hooves pressed against his chest and a despairing expression.
>He does not push her off, but the resolution behind his eyes eventually convinces her to step off of him and turn to you for the answer that decides what is to come.
>You know what has to be said; it lingers in your throat like burning coal, melting its way through your chest if only to be free, exposed to the air and grass.
>But how could you, when never in your life have you taken arms against another nor have you known the training of steel and blood that any soldier would have, the very same one that protects Shining in a way that his armor could never hope to do on its own.
>Day after day he has been aware of what it takes to be a warrior, to lift his sword and face the dangers of a guards life with his chin held high, mane dancing in the wind.
>He hasn’t moved from his spot ever since he spoke, his sword remains in place.
>Is there any hope for you to stand against him, to go head to head against the captain of the pony guard?

>>28362556
>Your forte is restrained, the revolver must stay silent in this fight, and your expertise in combat can’t match or overcome his.
>Thinking of ponies and their kind nature gives you some comfort.
>Even if you are facing a captain of the guard, you convince yourself that there is little evidence to point out the stallion’s abilities, and that his expression does not tell stories nor is it crowned with skill.
>And still, more doubt holds your tongue.
>Could you hurt him when he is Twilight’s brother?
>The alternative would be to leave it all behind, to stop on your quest and return to Equestria like a broken dog whose helpfulness to his master has been spent.
>You won’t let him escape.
>The hand fights against the fear, and reaches for your own sword, rough and unwelcoming in this situation, with mechanical precision.
>Shining allows a smile to reflect how pleased he is that you have chosen to stand for what you believe, even if the trial that you must face is one that he knows you have no way of surmounting.
>With your weapon ready, you let is touch that of your challenger -the clinging of metal as quiet as the beating of a butterfly’s wings and even more fleeting- and you speak.
“I accept.”
>There is nothing else to say.
>Twilight lowers her head in silent defeat and walks away from the two of you, leaving you to the audience of guards both pony and minotaur, and the growing crowd that has gathered behind the safety of the walls.
>She has no interest in violence and can’t wrap her head around the situation, yet there is nothing to do if not flee.
>Shining is forced to ignore her distress.
>”Follow me.”
>He marches out into the open field, his followers dispersing to give you ample room to maneuver without worrying over anything interfering with the fight.
>Citizens cross the gates and join the visitors in their spectating.
>Twilight does not, and you do not blame her for it.

>>28362568
>The steel is heavy and your hand is tense, fingers closed around the leather like the deathgrip of a corpse.
>You envy the unicorn’s proficient control over mind and body so clear in the calmness of his gait.
>A quick drawing and firing of the iron would end this in smoke and dust but that isn’t an option, not against him.
>Is he aware of the brutal difference in your strengths if you were to use your most powerful weapon or is he simply testing your ability for combat?
>Whatever it is, his face does not betray the intentions of his heart.
>”This is good enough.”
>His posture ascertains his confidence and his skills, leaving bare the clear disadvantage in which you stand.
>You think back to Forging Grip’s advice on gryphons and chose to put his wisdom to use.
>Light on the knees, left foot planted firmly while the right one is kept back and ready to push you in the direction of your choice.
>Stance lowered, back bent slightly forward, a hand on the grip and another on the pommel.
>No need for the enchantment, not yet.
>The bandana seems to constrict around your neck with the viciousness of a viper and you breathe deeply to calm yourself.
>You feel ridiculous assuming an amateur pose against a seasoned fighter.
>”I don’t know the rules of your world, but here we are quite straightforward. The first one to yield, be unable to stand, or dies, loses. You can use any of weapons and powers at your disposal; I think you’ll need them.”
“What about you?”
>Watching his weapon floating candidly would be, under different circumstances, mesmerizing and beautiful.
>”I’ll keep to my sword and defensive spells, no need to make you dodge fireballs and cause a wildfire.”
>You nod.
>There is nothing else to do.
>A circle of bodies has formed around you, wide enough to call multiple fighters in, and every soul is waiting eagerly for the announcement the spectacle.

>>28362581
>Bets are placed in hushes but hurried tones, small bags passing from hand to hoof and vice-versa with greedy eagerness, each placing their trust on the fighter they knew best.
>No westerner considered the possibility of you losing, not after what they had seen.
>The Equestrians, true to their allegiance, put all their money on their captain, though they are careful to keep out of his sight when indulging in such practices.
>Daisy and her companion join; he lifts her on his shoulders to provide a proper view of what is to come and she confides in him that she’ll have to ask the Cinnamons for a hefty load of drink and food since you are bringing her more business than she has seen in years.
>He places a hand on her flank and she allows it.
>Your skin feels aflame under the grasp of the manacloth gloves, the scabbard is heavy on your back, and the holster weighs you forwards and to the ground like an anchor.
>Shining does not blink.
>The gun is silent as he signals the start of the fight and rushes to meet you.
>Wakeful and ready, you prepare for his advance.
>He swipes at you high and wide; you duck and back-step, trying to keep him at a distance, making the sword’s cross guard pass a hair away from your skull.
>It is with some air of comfort that you realize that he is refraining from using the blade against you, choosing instead for the blunt and not as deadly side of the weapon.
>Wanting to steal this advantage, you lunge at him with a far stab and he dodges with hardly any effort, doing a turn as he does so and managing to kick your sword.
>The shock forces your hands to cramp up if you are to maintain grip, even if your arms ache and an electrical sensation runs through your muscles.
>From the crowd comes Forging Grip’s booming command.
>”Do not let him hit the sword! He might break it!”
>You begin circling him, hunting, evaluating.
>Both of you are locking eyes in a metaphorical fight of will.

>>28362590
>Shining goes for the feet with clean, sharp swipes, pushing you back, testing your balance and reflexes with the tip of the blade.
>His telekinesis allows his attack to take on a range that you can’t hope to match, protects him from your reach as the distance between you grows with each attack.
>You aim and fail to put a stop to his assault by connecting the two swords in a low cut, and before you can think of doing it again you hear the voice again.
>”That will chip the blade! Use the sword only to attack!”
>Another swipe misses, then another, and you keep your eyes on the glimmering aggressor, following and predicting its movements.
>On the third pass, you crush the weapon under your boot, momentarily flouting the magic that wields it.
>You sweep it as far back as you can, and charge your opponent.
>Shining is unfazed by this and you find yourself violently and abruptly on the ground.
>Harsh ringing in your ears, a numbness of the neck, an unforgiving pain on the back of your head.
>The guard had found its target.
>You don’t want to get back up, your vision is unfocused and the holster pressure on your stomach and lungs reaps your breath away.
>There is a mixed taste of blood, grass, and shame in your mouth.
>Half the crowd cheers, the other wines like wounded animals.
>You are fighting a warrior whose powers allow him a level of control over the battlefield that you could never hope to gain or overcome.
>His sword is an enemy all by itself, able to attack from any angle or direction, yet the only way to win the fight is if you defeat its wielder.
>But your gun isn’t an option, and you are forced to breach his guard, standing between him and the object, and finish the fight before he gets a chance to react.
>The plan seems hopeless though, for you’ve been harshly punished for attempting such a tactic.
>Twilight is not here.
>Your nose feels broken.
>It's so early into the duel and you already don’t want to get up.

>>28362599
>”That is all you could have done against a flight of gryphons?”
>It isn’t the same.
>You want to explain that your true power can’t be called out in this situation; your greatest strength must not be called forth and has now left you frail.
>Forced to fight on Shining’s own terms you are vulnerable and disadvantaged.
>This isn’t fair.
>”On your hooves, hunter.”
>He barks the words, a drill sergeant that asks the impossible out of his unexperienced recruit.
>And you, at the mercy of your superior, answer without a single complaint.
>You can see the small bloodstains that your nose and lip have left on the bent grass where your face had landed.
>The crystal sword, floating by magic and bound by thought, hovers patiently in the air between you and your opponent while yours lies shamefully on the ground beside you.
>Shining gives you a chance to take it, to collect your senses and quiet your thoughts.
>Instinct plays the song of the revolver inside your mind and for a couple of seconds your hand rests on its butt, wondering if you can somehow use it to level the fight.
>Firewing’s broken visage dissuades you.
>You spit, you snort blood and sinuses out of you nasal cavity and it burns as it flies away and disappears from your sight.
>Again you lock your joints and hold the sword in front of you like a ward to shelter you from darkness.
>Forging Grip calls to you.
>”Without his sword he’ll be forced to rely on magic alone! Destroy it! Quickly now!”
>A sound enough plan, but how can you carry it out when it moves as swiftly as a poltergeist?
>Shining doesn’t wait for you to figure it out.
>The edge comes down upon you and you side step, only for the cross guard to pull you off your feet and back onto the floor, this time landing on your back.
>Once your head connects with the dirt you are blinded.

>>28362607
>Shades of grey and black cover your eyes in a shroud and leave you stranded in an island of your own, away from the world and the duel.
>Your brain boils and wants to burst out of its cage of bone.
>It takes what you judge to be a full minute to see the sky and the sun, low on the west.
>The light hurts your eyes and your left hand is numb.
>You shiver unreasonably, struck by a sudden bout of icy chills, and you are certain that your skull has cracked.
>Planting your feet is a hard task, but keeping the sword from shaking on your hand is even more so.
>Shining is not pleased with your current state after what have been only two strikes.
>You haven’t landed a single hit on him; he hasn’t broken a sweat.
>His blade waits for you to make a move, and presses you to hold your ground once you don’t.
>That damned piece of forged crystal, cutting the air and hounding every step you take as it tries you sweep you off your feet.
>He pushes you back again, forcing you to make a mad dance in order to avoid the edge that bites close to your shins.
>Blood trails down your mouth and chin.
>You are getting dizzy, vomit threatening to gush up your throat as you follow the motions of the blade and see it cutting so close to your boots and leg guards.
>And then you understand.
>A block with the plate; a strong kick to the fuller; a cracking of the blade.
>You continue dodging, trained eyes determining the attacks with a hawkeyed precision.
>Then you plant your left boot hard and meet the fanning swipe of the blade.
>It cuts the hard leather with little difficulty, but when it collides with the steel it finds its strength lacking and outmatched against your immovable leg and the armor that safeguards you.
>The clanging of metal against crystal leaves Shining stunned long enough for you to bring your right foot down on his weapon which, trapped as it was against the layers of leather and metal, shatters like glass.

>>28362613
>A blue and purple mist gathers around your feet, the handle and tip of his weapon are the only recognizable pieces that are left.
>The crowd roars, Daisy seems to be the loudest, to some chagrin to her companion’s ears, and Shining stares at you as if he was now faced with a completely different contender.
>Confidence surges through you and some certainty returns to your heart.
>Even with training and magic, the stallion is now weaponless although not defenseless thanks to his mastery over shielding spells.
>Your eyes assess what his next move might be, and are left puzzled when he vanished from sight in a cerulean flash.
>Almost too late you recognize it as a sign of teleportation.
>You jump forward, blindly and without any true clue as to his possible location, avoiding his buck only by luck.
>Turning quickly you make a wide sideway cut that is summarily blocked by a gelatinous magic shield -which resembles his cutie mark- before it banishes and from behind it comes another kick that connects, barely and rather weakly, with your right forearm.
>Seeing this as a chance to take on the offensive, you press the advantage that you have with precipitated slashes that bounce against his peculiar protection.
>It absorbs every impact with ease, meeting every single one and leaving no occasion for the unicorn to be outmaneuvered.
>Your onslaught shows no result but your heaving, and your now tired arms.
>Shining isn’t strained from the exchange and once he sees an opening he pushes the shield towards you like a wall, hitting with such abominable force as to throw you back.
>This time you don’t land flatly on your back, avoiding further head injury by landing on your side and rolling on the ground.
>It does, however, leave you with little energy left to carry on.

>>28362623
>You wish for Forging Grip’s insight in this moment, or at least for him to take your place, but as it becomes obvious that none of this will come, you pull yourself up on one knee, trying to gather what strength you have left.
>Shining isn’t willing to give you time for that, ramming towards you with his horn at the ready.
>Ready to roll out of the way, you wait for him to breach the distance, and again he teleports.
>You fail to react as a pop comes from your right and he kicks your shoulder.
>You fall, wincing and groaning from the pain caused by his solid hit, and the sword is left at his hooves.
>He picks it in his magic and flings it at you, touching down not far from your grasp.
>Picking it up, still bold and refusing to be defeated, you wipe the blood off your swollen lower lip, stretch your sore shoulder, and take on your weak, amateur stance.
>With a light from his horn, Shining lifts the left behind hilt of his broken weapon, almost as if it were a rock or cross, and sends it against you in another one of his assaults.
>You can’t match its speed, or the dexterity with which it is controlled, and blunt, merciless hits lands across your body.
>For a time you are able to block with your arms, but eventually your guard is breached, and the attacks find their target on your right hand fingers, then your abdomen.
>You drop to your knees, he hits you straight on the jaw, and you collapse.
>Shallow, labored breaths accompany the numbing pain that spreads all over the side of your face; throbbing fingers that shake uncontrollably ache and sting.
>Coughing is followed by you spitting a lump of blood and fumbling blindly for your weapon.
>Barely lucid, you believe you see Twilight crying by your side, begging you not to move as she heals you.
>But she looks different somehow.

>>28362628
>Her mane is shadowed purple, almost black, straight on the corners of her face and curled on the back ends where it falls down the sides of her neck, and strands of grey are brusquely strewn around it.
>Tearful, lusterless yellow eyes pleading for your wellbeing as her pale grey cheeks are soaked with fear.
>There is something unfamiliar to her magic and the platinum glow of her horn, and you can’t spot her wings.
>She calls to you desperately, as if you had gotten lost in the fog.
>”Come back to me! Come back to me, please!”
>An ethereal bolt hits your chest and you inhale sharply, like a man that has barely survived a shipwreck and has just come out to the surface of the cold ocean waters.
>Eyes wide open, you see Shining approaching, hilt levitating by his side.
>Behind you stands the crowd, nameless faces that have gone quiet while they wait for the end of the duel.
>In front of you are only the captain, and the seas and the burning city of wood and planks that has replaced the forests and hills where Timberwolves had once ventured from in vicious chase.
>”Don’t let them take you from me!”
>It isn’t Twilight, nor any other mare you recognize, yet her voice rings familiar and a name floats around your brain –close, yet eluding you.
>Pushed by mere force of will and unquenchable desire to stay with her, you pick up your sword with your left hand, rest on one knee, and press your free hand on the blade.
>Two words and it comes alight.
>In your head it sounds again, almost like a war cry from a mare that is now nowhere to be found.
>”Don’t let them take you!”
>The vision is replaced by sharp, harsh reality, and the hurt that envelopes your body.
>You see Shining send his weapon against you and you go for the revolver.
>It flies straight at you, aiming for your chest, an arrow with a round, dull tip ready to pummel you again.
>You dash, positioning Shining slightly to the right and the hurling piece directly in front of you.

>>28362634
>The old roar punctures the afternoon and an eruption of purple, unfiltered sunlight bleeds into the air, scorching everything it touches.
>Nothing is left of the hilt; the shot goes through it as if it didn’t even admit its existence, and heads slightly up and to the left of Shining Armor.
>He doesn’t react to your approach.
>Paralyzed as he is by the terrifying power that he has witnessed and the heat that radiates from the beam that had passed only two meters from him, he simply can’t take action against you.
>Shell-shocked and wide-eyed, he turns slowly to see where the shot landed and catches the explosion in the distance which’s raging sound is too similar to the clap of thunder.
>He breaks out of his stupor just to see you coming at him and reflexively casts a shield.
>The burning, spellbound sword cuts through it as if it was cloth, and it sets it on fire in the same way.
>Following the motions, you clip him on the base of his horn with your revolver and he drops, momentarily stunned.
>You stand over him, the barrel aimed at his helmet and the sword hanging from your side, flames still licking at the air.
>In truth, you could not lift it again if it came to it, even if you have just found out that the enchantment can best his defense.
>Shining tests your gaze while the onlookers are caught in early celebrations and disheartened whines from the guard ponies.
>No word comes out of your mouth while you pant like a dog, muscles screaming at you in pain.
>All you do is hold a grimace of pain and hope that he surrenders.
>He smiles and gets up with a calmness of a sage.
>You don’t stop him.
>”I bet I could get you to black out if I threw a rock at you.”
>The lack of a rebuttal is confirmation enough.
>”There’s a strong spirit in you, and an abominable power in that cannon of yours, but we’ve got much work to do in regards to your close combat skills.”
>He extends a hoof for you to shake.

>>28362639
>”You win, hunter. Now let’s go get you some ointments.”
>You collapse next to him, letting go of your arms as you go.
“Think I’ll just wait here.”
>His laughter is rich and honest, and he sits next to you.
>”If it’s of any consolation, you’ve got more guts than any other stallion I’ve met.”
>Truth be told, it isn’t, but you let it bring some relief.

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>>28362651
Update done!

Sorry for the delay guys!
I’ve already said my piece about it but I feel like I needed to apologize again.
But here I am!
And here is Hunter Anon!
And I am of the mind that Shining Armor is a great guardspony.
Reposting pic because he is a fine stallion.

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>>28362677
Great update, Thank you!

>>28362677
You don't know how much happiness it brings me to see this update.

>>28363128
>>28363354
I always aim to please you, dear anons.
I'm very glad you enjoyed it!

>>28362651
Good to see you back, and even better to see the same quality as the last time you posted.

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>>28362677
As usual... Wow !
Glad to see you again and whith this great update. This sword fight was awsome, the fear of a reflex shot from our hunter was real. But both of them restraint their powers. A training montage is comming next... Yay !

>>28362677
Aww yes update sweet

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Could you update your pastebin Ziri ?
Thanks.

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ziri back. life good again.

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