"So," I started, leaning forward and resting my temples on my hand. "You mean to tell me I'm stuck in this-this..."Equestria" place?" The name did sound kind of familiar.

"Yes." said Lewis. Lewis was one of the many humans in "Ponyville". He was a lanky fellow, with a nine o'clock shadow and shaggy hazel hair. He currently wore a green hoodie, grey jeans and a pair of decent Nike shoes. I threw my hands up, standing from the chair and walking around the Library.

"Great. Just great. So there I was, minding my own FUCKING business, before getting sucked up into this Fucked up pony land by little miss Titty Sparks, over here!" I pointed the barrel of the anti-material towards the aforementioned "Alicorn", who cowered back with tears threating to fall. Turns out, her name was Twilight Sparkle. She sounds like Tara Strong for some reason.

"Woah, hold it." The second human said, trying to calm me down. "She didn't know she was going to bring a bus, and you, here! She was just testing out a spell she found!"

"And that brings out yet another question! Why the fuck would she perform a spell she barely knew anything about?! If I were in her little horseshoes, god forbid, I'd try and learn as much as I could about the spell. And on the subject of spells, MAGIC?! Ugh!! This can't be anymore worse than "Wrecking ball" by Miley frigging Cyrus!" I plomped down onto a comically small chair, said chair making creaking noises before stopping. My sunglasses were threatening to fall off of the tip of my nose, so I used my Telekinesis to lift it back to my normal position. Not a moment later, the two humans jumped back.

"What the hell was that?!" They both yelled in unison. I raised a semi-burnt eyebrow.

"What was what?" I asked. Lewis pointed at me.

"Y-y-you used magic or something!" I kept my eyebrow raised.

"That, my fellow homo-sapiens, was telekinesis." I said with a bored tone.

"N-no! That was magic!" The second human, Martin, stuttered. With a sigh, I rose from the tiny chair, using the 50.cal as a make-shift support.

"*Sigh*. No. Magic, from what I have observed so far, has a colourful aura around it. The colour of one's magic revolves around either; their personality, gender, eye-colour, mane colour, fur colour or characteristics. Telekinesis, however, does not show colour. Only the object moving. Like magic, telekinesis is one of many things. Telekinesis is just one of the many abilities in the Psychokinetic abilities I possess." I looked up at the two, who were still unsure about the whole "My telekinesis is not magic" thing. I looked to the lavender unicorn, who was still frightened. I huffed. "If you'll excuse me, I'll be leaving now." And with that, I left.

After stepping outside, I was confronted by five other ponies and a miniture reptile. I recognised one of them, that being the cyan furred, rainbow-maned Pegasus that had hit me. The ponies, minus the yellow Pegaus, bore angry looks on their faces. The cyan Pegasus, or Rainbow Dash, flew right up to my face, her nose almost touching mine.

"Listen up, Buster! If you even lay a claw on Twilight's eggy head, I'll kick your flank all the way across Equestria!" She threatened. I lifted the 50.cal onto my shoulder.

"Would you care to show me?" I challenged. Before her hoof could connect with my face, she was pulled back by the Orange cowpony. Once she was satisfied with the distance she had seperated us, she spat out Rainbow Dash's tail.

"Y'all best stop fightin' like li'l foals right this 'ere instant." She said, glaring at me then the cyan feather head. Applejack was her name. Applejack looked at me, before speaking up. "You best tell me what happened to Twi', or ah'll buck ya' to next sunday!" I sighed, cracking my neck.

I told them what happened. I told them about the flash of light, the fainting "Alicorn", my arrival and the questioning I was given not too long ago. The others seemed to believe it, but the Skittles mascot doubted my story from the second I said "I ran down from the second deck". Typical. Applejack squinted her eyes when I finished my story. She was like that for a few moments, before speaking up.

"He ain't lyin'."

"Thank you." I walked away from the group, feeling two pairs of eyes burning at the back of my skull. I got into my bus, said bus was only a few metres away from the small group and the library. After closing the doors, I started up the engine. I drove through the town, slowing down occassionally to let a pony move out of the way. Once I left the town, I drove in the middle of a small field.

Soon, I found myself standing on the second deck with nothing but my boxers on.

"私は今日は何を着るべきでしょうか?" I asked myself, opening my crates and suit cases to find a decent pair of clothing. I rummaged through various clothing. "これはあまりにもカジュアルで、これはあまりにもフォーマルで、私は衣類のこの項目を考慮することができる。" I put the ones I didn't need back in their respected cases. I was about to give up, before I found something. It was a large, pillow sized, case with Japanese writing on it. I carefully took it, placing it down onto a crate and read the writing. "キャプテン大場栄。18歩兵連隊。"サイパンのフォックス". Captain Sakae Ōba. 18th infantry Regiment. "Fox of Saipan""

I undid the two locks that kept it closed. It opened with a rusty groan, before I saw the contents that lay within.

The most noticable was the long piece of cloth that was wrapped around an equally long object. I took the cloth, unwrapping it slowly. The cloth turned out to be an Imperial Japanese flag. It was a red circle in a white background with red "sunbeams" coming from it. Even more Japanese writing came with it.

"天皇のために、我々は戦う。天皇のために、我々は死ぬ。 For the Emperor, we fight. For the Emperor, we die." I folded the cloth and placed it next to the case. My attention was turned to what the cloth concealed. A Shin Gunto sword. I lifted the weapon with respect, inspecting it with only my eyes and hands.

It had a faded brown sheath, scarred from war. The hilt had a thin, rounded, steel guard. The hilt itself was black pianted wood with gold diamond shapes. At the end of the hilt, was a chain-link sort of thing. I didn't know what purpose it served, but I doubt I would find out anytime soon.

Slowly, I placed my right hand on the hilt, pulling the sword out. It looked amazing. I put the sword back into its sheath, placing it on top of the folded flag.

Next was the clothes.

All I saw was faded grey clothing, leather boots, an officer's cap, a holster and a Nambu pistol.

The next thing I knew, I had the Shin Gunto on my belt while I placed the Nambu in the holster provided. I was standing in front of a stolen mirror, changing stances and postures, occassionally moving the Shin Gunto into a more comfortable position. I looked exactly like my Great grandfather, without the slighty squinted eyes of course. The cap that rested on my head had strips of cloth that covered the back of my head and neck. The clothing was loose, but not unpleasant. I'm pretty sure the pants were supposed to be baggy. After looking at myself in the mirror for the second time, I grabbed my 50.cal and attached the flag onto it, making a portable flagpole. It was only a moment later, I was walking towards Ponyville with a rifle/flag on my shoulder.

Author's Note

Sorry for the wait. I hope you can forgive me.