[RGR] Rear Guard Anon


                                            Original Poster: Frostybox (http://pastebin.com/u/frostybox)

                                            Reason this is posted here is because it's not binned in Frosty's bin.


                                            >You open the doors to the throne room with a light tug of your magic.

                                            >"Attention!" the powerful and deep voice of your personal guard calls.

                                            >Anonymous is the only one in the room who salutes at his own call to attention, as usual.

                                            "At ease, everypony," you respond, as usual

                                            >Anonymous relaxes and shoots you a bright smile, just like every day before it for the past year now.

                                            >He marches over to stand just behind you, "for tactical reasons" he said in the beginning, though you secretly hope it's so he can check out your royal tush.

                                            >You make a leisurely pace along the long room and Anon is marching along, maintaining the same distance all the while.

                                            >The other guards in the room stifle their snickering as you both travel past.

                                            >They circleclop about your decision to make Anon your personal guard when they think you can't hear them.

                                            >Only did it because he's hot.

                                            >Didn't even have to do basic training.

                                            >Thinks he's a big shot because "the princess needs her pussy guarded."

                                            >Probably couldn't even handle one little changeling.

                                            >Sure they may be telling the truth, but you didn't accept his offer solely because you find him attractive.

                                            >"Princess, you've given me so much and asked for nothing in return. I don't have much to offer you, I was never very talented nor was I the brightest person back on Earth... but, if you'll have me, I would like to be your guard. To protect the one who sheltered me at my weakest, I couldn't think of anything that would bring me a greater joy."

                                            >How could you turn that away?

                                            >So you let those pompous "girl's club" mares whine and fantasize.

                                            >You couldn't care less.

                                            >The only feelings you care about belong to the human standing at attention right next to your throne.

                                            >His proud smile.

                                            >Attentive eyes.

                                            >Firm grip on his halberd.

                                            >Quick sprint in his legs.

                                            >Booming voice as he shouts, "Get down!"

                                            >Wait wha-

                                            >*BZZRAP*

                                            >"Assassin!" shouts your head guard as the two stationed by the door scramble to apprehend your would-be attacker.

                                            >Anonymous is hunched over in front of you, a bright green light is radiating out past him.

                                            >He grunts and groans loudly as the light intensifies around him.

                                            >A powerful roar bellows out from the shadowy figure before you as the light continues glowing brighter and brighter.

                                            >*THOOM*

                                            >The light is gone as the magic missile that was intended to kill you was shattered prematurely.

                                            >Emerald green smoke rises from Anonymous's lowered hands.

                                            >HIs body is eerily still.

                                            "Anon?"

                                            >With two clanks of his armor, Anonymous falls to his knees.

                                            "ANON!"

                                            >You rush over to him and wrap him in your wings.

                                            >There are green scorch marks all over the front of his armor, and while it's subtle, you can also see emerald green scorch marks on his face.

                                            "SEND FOR THE MEDICAL TEAMS NOW!"

                                            >A gentle pressure on your chest draws your attention.

                                            >"I did it... just like I said I would... suck it Noble Charge" he mutters before going limp in your arms.


                                            >Be Anon

                                            >"-by force alone-"

                                            >"-er seen anypony move that fast bef-"

                                            >"-ook that missile like a mare.".

                                            >You blink some very heavy eyelids a few times

                                            >The light is blinding the first few blinks, but everything begins coming into focus soon enough.

                                            >You're lying in a hospital bed that's a little too small for you judging by the dangling feeling in your feet.

                                            >On the nightstand next to you see a large "Get Well Soon" card.

                                            >Taking it into your morning-weak hands, you scan over the names and dates.

                                            >Holy shit, you've been out for a week.

                                            >You look yourself over and find nothing of note.

                                            >Fucking potions and shit are the shit.

                                            >You look back to the card again.

                                            >Noble Charge

                                            >Swift Hoof

                                            >Trusty Shield

                                            >Those names stand out to you among the myriad others for some reason.

                                            >No wait, it's coming back to you now.

                                            >The assassin, they were in the room with you that morning.

                                            >Speaking of, It's almost sun up if you're to believe the way the dim sky looks outside.

                                            >You leap out of the bed and almost totally eat shit from sleepy legs.

                                            >Gotta keep that promise Anon, you may not be good for much, but you're a man of your word.


                                            >Be Celestia

                                            >You wanted to check on Anonymous before heading in to run day court but Luna ate up that time to inform you of last night's events regarding suspicious activity.

                                            >Ever since the incident you've been working to increase security.

                                            >You tug the main doors to the throne room with your magic and pull them open.

                                            >Everyday this week just hasn't felt the same without Anonymous greeting you with his usual call to-

                                            >"Attention!"

                                            >Your head whips over to your right so fast you felt your neck pop.

                                            >Anonymous salutes you proudly.

                                            >Past him you can see two other guards also saluting.

                                            >You scan the room and find that everypony is saluting your arrival.

                                            >The look of pride on Anonymous' face makes your chest feel warm.

                                            "At ease, everypony."