Dream of Mirrors

John looked around the hospital room. The whole ordeal in another world had just been a crazy dream. He had fallen into the canopy and got knocked out and had just been sleeping for a few days.

Pulling himself up in the bed he felt different, why did he feel so... light? Looking at his hand as though it was space age technology.

He snapped out of the inspection when the door opened. In stepped a strange girl, she had a light purple tinge to her skin and dark purple hair with a pink stripe in it. She wore a light blue top and a purple bow tie, her purple skirt had a familiar symbol on it.

He had flashback of the other world. Looking at the girl he figured she was just out of high school. "Excuse me sir," she started. "I was wondering if I may ask you some questions."

John nodded and motioned to the seat by his cot. "First, do you know where you are?"

Nodding and looking around at the German signs. "Yeah, Germany. Actually this looks identical...to the one... I was in when we got stranded in the desert and got dehydration sickness." He said looking down. Bringing up his hand he looked at it then at her. "Why do I feel this way? Did I dream that place?"

Before his eyes she transformed into a pony, with wings, and a horn. "Dream what place? And what's Germany?" John jumped out of bed and backed against the opposite wall. "Mister are you all right?" He was about to scream when he everything started to spin.

John sat up in the bed with a start. He was in a small cell with one window and a small table to the side. Getting up he went over to the cell doors and looked out. Coming down the hall was a pegasus guard with a food tray in his mouth.

Smiling John waited till the guard was close before grabbing the tray and flipping the food into his face. The guard snarled and grabbed the keys from beneath his right wing. They told him he couldn't kill this beast, they never said he wasn't allowed to beat it a little.

Opening the door he walked in and turned to buck the monster. When he brought his hooves up he didn't expect to be grabbed. In a fluid motion John brought his other hand down on the leg joint and snapped the bone.

Screaming, the guard was about try and fly out of the cell when he was pulled further back; his head was grabbed and neck snapped.

John grabbed the keys from the ground and walked out; he was at the very end of a long corridor with cells lining both sides and a single iron door on the far end. Starting down the hall he could see many ponies in the cells; he had an idea.

"If I were to let you all out, would you help me break out of this place?" He asked the prisoners.

"I will," said a grizzly stallion in the back of a cell close to his position. "And if anyone else doesn't then I'll snap they fuckin neck." He leaned forward to reveal himself a unicorn with slicked back black hair a neat mustache.

"And whom are you?" John asked the Italian sounding pony.

He chuckled lightly at the bipedal creature affront his cell. "Name's Alphonse, Alphonse Capony, call me Al; and you?" Capony asked.

John studied the assumed mobsters laid back attitude. Part of being a sniper was studying someone from the way they piss to the way they walk, and even how they talk. "My names Johnathan Lenard. Call me John." He told the white coated stallion. "If I let you and those you choose out of your cells, you will help me break out?"

"I always repay my debts, but if I get caught you can be assured I'll give credit where it is due." He told John. He seemed shifty, yet faithful enough to be helpful. Sighing John unlocked his cell and handed him the keys.

"Let out who you like, meet me by the door when you have who you need." John told him walking away.

After about 10 minutes and five cells Capony walked up to the door with about 50 stallions in tow. "Some of these guys were associates, the rest are just ponies that are to afraid of what will happen if they don't help me." He told John motioning to the ponies behind him.

John nodded and pulled the key that opened the main door from his pocket, he wasn't about to give a criminal the keys to this place.

Crouching he walked out to see a guard next to the door asleep in a chair. Hooking the guards neck with his elbow he put to sleep and made sure he wouldn't wake up soon.

As they walked around he eventually spotted a door that read 'Armory'. Motioning the door to Capony they made hast to it. "It's fucking locked." John stated, it would have been an easy lock to pick but they took it from him. Looking over he saw Capony nod before being pushed away by a very large pony.

The inmate turned and bucked the door off it's hinges. Entering in he noticed a guard pinned under the door. "Have someone take care of him." John  said before taking inventory of the room.

To one side he could see his knife and sheath atop a table with a note telling not to touch it. Grabbing it he strapped it to his leg before looking at the now armed prisoners. "Time to get out of jail."

On one side of the room there was a map of the prison wing of the castle. "We're here, so we should make our way to this intersection and head away from the entrance. This castle should have a back exit for important officials to escape in case of an attack. You take the unicorns and earth ponies out the back and I'll take the pegasi through the top to the ramparts. We can confuse the guard so they'll split up and make it easier for us to escape." John told Capony.

Capony nodded. "And what of you? How will you escape from this?" He questioned.

"I have my ways." He told him before motioning to the door.

As they exited and the first guard made his presence all hell broke loose. With a mighty war cry the prisoners charged at the guard. John stood back and watched the slaughter. Five prisoners surrounded the guard; swords in mouth.

The guard tried to strike at one of the prisoners only to realize he opened his defense and a sword struck him in the back. Turning to strike at the prisoner another blow hit his rear right leg. The blade lodged in his calf. The one who had the blade turned the blade pointing diagonally up, another larger pony bucked the hilt and the blade up into the guards lower abdomen; in a few moments no less.

The guard, now bleeding internally, fell down about to die. The prisoner he struck at first hefted his blade and brought it down against his neck; killing the now headless guard.

"Wow, you ponies are effective." John said to Capony who nodded in agreement. Capony nodded to the stairs leading up before calling out the orders to the pegasi.

"You follow this man and you follow him with ya fuckin' life! I hear you didn't listen and I swear I'll kill ya."

This was about to be one hell of a fight to get out of this castle.