My Little Pony Flash Sentry Novels & Stories

But Lechandray was the ideal definition of a Sentinel. Her lean muscles flexing as she stretched out her tall form. Her keen slanted eyes and long neck were genetic makeups of her fathers family. Her grey wolf were ours. “We can’t wait for your fat ass to join us sweet cuz. The Sentinels are going to enjoy breaking you in.” Her words were a promise as the small smile twisted her mouth in an almost wistful grin as she stared eagerly at Curt. “That’s nasty Chan,” Keiral accused as she walked closer to Curt.

Leo was calm, his hand resting on Hope’s head, the child’s eyes reflecting the aurora. "We’re not just going to that mountain," I said, my voice carrying the weight of the White Light. "We're going to make sure that 'Perfect' never happens again." We began the climb. But as we reached the first ridge of the bone-white mountain, a sound stopped us. It was a howl. But it wasn't a wolf. It was a mechanical, synchronized screech that sounded like a million gears grinding together. I looked up and saw them. The Platinum Sentinels. Thousands of them, descending from the mountain peak. They looked like Eryx—broad, powerful, and lethal—but their skin was solid silver, and their eyes were the hollow

“The only one they’ll recognize is her.” I felt every eye turn toward me. My stomach twisted. “Me?” The Sentinel’s gaze locked on me instantly. The light within its form flickered, shifting between white and black. Vessel detected. Edward moved in front of me again. “She’s not your enemy.” But the Sentinel didn’t attack this time. Instead, it knelt. Aaron blinked. “Well… that’s new.” The others followed suit, bowing low, their glowing forms flickering in what looked like reverence.

She turned to another page and found images of wolves… some transforming, some glowing, some standing in circles of fire. "We have the Enhancer," Autumn said. Callie looked at the picture on the page. A small boy who grew into something massive, his body expanding until he towered over trees. She lifted her head and looked at Dazzle. Dazzle gave a small, almost shy smile and shrugged. "We have the Sentinel wolves," Autumn went on. "They defend and protect the group. They're the shield." Another page. A wolf standing between others and danger, taking hits that should've killed them but somehow staying standing.

I said. “That’s fair,” he said. “Save the rest for when we’re not surrounded.” We moved on the white-scarred one together. Ty went high, drawing its attention with a slash of silver meant to threaten without killing. I dropped low and drove sovereign force through the ground under its front paws, not enough to command, just enough to stagger the thing wearing the body long enough for the trapped sentry underneath to find a seam. The creature convulsed. Its jaw split too wide. For one hideous second, two voices screamed out of it at once—one borrowed, one real.

Little plonker is taking his sweet time blowing the trumpet while I am literally on the deathbed and on the ground of sleazy Oribus of all the bloody places where I could have died. “…you and mongrel can eat your own words!” he boasted and screamed at me and Malleteagan with pride and glee. “Do you wanna have a quick shooftie on who is taller and above you now? “ he grinned while Sentaya tried to swat him off her neck by flailing and thrashing with her arms and wings. She also added salt to my already wounded, bleeding ears with a new series of ultrasonic screams.

The constant barrage of the sentry’s blast kept us all inter until ghost fire raised her hand, curting it up to form a blue and white plasma ball. “Enough,” Ghost fire said as she through the concentrate sphere at the sentries the spere soved through sentrys, vaporizing them both and shutting down the blast. We each slowly pick ourselves up, recovering from the surprise attack. “Nice trick Melissa,” I said “What do you call that?,” “Spook orbs,” ghost fire answered. “I hope you can make more Rick said. “Cause we got company,” Rick pointed at a cluster of Reaper Gorillas, rampaging toward us on all fours.

FLASHBACK The chill evening air in River Moon town-home to the best pack in the city of Rosewood and consequently my pack-brushed my dark hair but that did not bother me even for a second. I took in a harsh load of breath, my frail arms hanging around my lithe body shakily. I stole a quick glance at my father, the mighty Alpha of the Blood Pack, one known for its ferocious , well-trained sentinels and also, my home since I graced this earth. The old man looked like he could collapse any minute if Rowan, the ruthless Alpha of White Moon pack, stared at him a moment longer. Rowan had ambushed the kingdom at the wee hours of the morning, killing more than half the sentinels since they were unpr

The old black man returns, “Unit Claire, you are now to be our Sentinel. You will make whatever reparations are required by your conscience to these people you find yourself with. Then you will be allowed to return to your life as you wish it, as long as you return to us to protect us as needed. As Sentinel you will have access to every shape we have ever known. Person, animal and creature, studied and forgotten.” She feels the shapes flowing into her mind, and groans.

Kaelor muttered. Suddenly, the ground beneath them shivered. A cloud of fine, crystalline moon-dust erupted fifty yards away. Out of the haze stepped three figures made of spun glass and compressed dust. The Sentinels. They didn't have faces, just shifting, prismatic surfaces that reflected the Gaea’s light in jagged patterns. "Stay back!" Kaelor barked. He didn't wait. He launched himself off the ground. In the low gravity, the jump was a hundred-foot arc. He brought the iron blade down with a bone-shattering force, smashing the lead Sentinel into a thousand glittering shards.