In Her Service (AnonxGlida)

>”Ok, Anon, remember the plan. We’ll attack and draw the captain out. Then you jump in and take him from above. Boom, the ship is ours.”
>You nod, your grip wearing microscopic grooves in the warm wood shaft of your spear.
“Sounds good, Glida. Let’s do it.”
>A coy grin crosses that beak. It’s a grin that always inspires confidence.
>Not just in you, but in the entire crew.
>”Alright then. Get the crew ready. We strike now!”
>You nod. Glida is many things to you, and right now, she is your captain.
>It is the duty of a first officer to serve his captain.
“Aye Aye, ma’am.”
>You turn and start barking at the crew from over the rail of the steering deck.
“ALRIGHT YOU YELLOW-BELLIED DICKS! READY YER’ SWORDS AND SPEARS, IT’S TIME TO PROVE YOU’RE WORTH A BUCKET OF PISS TO CAPTAIN GLIDA!”
>The crew cheers and sets about their work.
>P0nies, griffons, minotaurs, there’s even a few Changelings mingled in.
>All of them follow Glida, the greatest sky pirate alive.
>You would follow her to the maw of Tartarus itself.
>You grab hold of the rigging with your free hand, Glida standing proud beside you as she watches her crew operate like a well oiled machine.
“HELM, HARD TO PORT! OPEN ALL GUN PORTS! MAKE THEM RUE THE DAY THEY CROSSED PATHS WITH THE WESTERN SKY RAIDERS!”
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>The airship banks hard out of the clouds, slicing through the vapor like a shark encircling its prey.
>You’re above your quarry. Good, this will make things easier.
>You eye the prize as the airship maneuvers to bring her guns to bear.
>An Equestrian air transport. A big one too.
>A ship like that is bound to have plenty of swag, and the Equestrians were normally pretty good at paying ransom.
>Glida’s cry as she takes to the sky pierces your mind. The fliers follow her up, like a rising storm.
“OPEN FIRE!”
>Flak explodes around the Equestrian ship as the gunners below decks unleash hell, giving cover to the harpoons and anchor lines as they embed in their prow.
>The ship lurches as two opposing forces tug at each other, the lines growing taut as the rest of the boarding party slides down to join the battle.
>Your eyes scan for your target, pausing as you spy Glida.
>She’s darting along the contours of the airship blimp, chasing down a pegasus guard.
>You can’t help but smile, admiring the lithe form twist and contour as the predator pursues her prey.
>Wait…there he is.
>Big, pompous hat, looks like a million bits.
>Nobody else it could be.
>Your airship drifts above the Equestrian as you grab hold of the anchor line.
>With a shove, you start your descent.
>You spin around the rope like a corkscrew, letting go at just the right time.
>Your boots were the first to meet the captain’s torso.
>The tip of your spear to his head, the second.
>You let out a loud cry as you plant your boot at the base of the captain’s skull, yanking your spear free.
>You spin your weapon, bringing up the butt of the shaft to strike a pegasus in the chin, staggering her before you knocked her out with a boot to the snout.
>No need to kill needlessly. A mostly-intact crew was worth more.
>”ANONYMOUS!”
>Your skin curls as your grip tightens around your weapon, turning to face the source of the angry shout.
“Rainbow Dash…”
>The cyan mare snorts and lowers her head.
>”Of course it’s you…Glida must be here too.”
>You lower your stance, positioning your spear to meet her if she charges.
>A long time ago, when you first met everyone, you could never imagine raising arms against her.
>She was your bro.
>Your best friend.
>She saved your life, helped you to fit in to a world of magic talking animals.
>But that changed when you met Glida.
>When you worked past the arrogant, cocky attitude, and got to who she was behind the veneer.
>She was interested in you originally because you were exotic, new. Something nobody had ever seen before.
>It was when she saw who you were, your spirit for adventure and insatiable lust for a challenge, that she saw beyond the intricacies of your physical form.
>That first night when that sight found expression…man.
>Some of those scratches took weeks to fade.
>But Rainbow did not take it well.
>If the look on her face now is any indicator…she never really got over it.
>”Why...why her, Anon? You could have stayed! Not turned to this life of piracy…stayed with your friends!”
“You mean stay with you?”
>Rainbow’s body twitches as her muscles tense.
>”…Yes. With me!”
>You grip your spear tighter.
“It’s because you have to ask that you will never understand.”
>In the corner of your eye, you notice Glida look at you as she circles overhead.
>That one glance, when your gaze meets her golden orbs.
>That’s all you need to know.
>It doesn’t matter what you call her. Your captain, your lover, your friend.
>It’s all for her.
>Rainbow yells and leaps at you.
>You raise your spear.
>All for her.