Song of the Unknown Soldier

???'s POV

"I walk a lonely road, the only one that I have... What, someone and somepony are coming here? Oh well might as well welcome them to the Shadowlands..."

Shade's POV

When I regained conciseness, these were the thoughts going through my head, "Ok... Where the fuck am I. All I see is black sky, gray buildings and a suspicious lack of life. Oh wait, look someone is coming, wait what. HOW CAN I SEE IN TOTAL DARKNESS!" I quickly grab the spear that was at my side, or rather I tried to because it had mysteriously vanished! I quickly look to my left and right to see that the 2 pegasi were till there. As I looked back around I say another human leaning against a pillar that made up the porch of one of the houses.

"So how are you," it asked in an oddly two-toned voice, "I see you are already back and kicking ass."

"Who the fuck are you, where the fuck am I ands WHY THE FUCK CAN'T I REMEMBER ANYTHING!" I shouted at the top of my lungs.

"Are you done?" it questioned, "To answer in order of questions asked, Tirrew, the Shadowlands and I, unfortunately, cannot tell you."

"Why can't you tell me."

"Ruins the plot"

"what."

"ANYWAY, back to other topics." Tirrew said as he walked into a building, "If you're going to be facing the Solar Empire you need guns, grenades and gear. Luckily I've got it all."

"Where."

"Follow me" he said as he walked into a building.

Rook's POV

As the two beings entered a silvery, shiny building I was having a hard time deciding what to do. So I did the reasonable thing, picked up the crossbow I found and followed them into the building. As  entered I realized that this place was probably an armory, one of the major tipoffs was the fuckton of weapons, some I recognized, some I didn't. So, being the opportunistic fighter I am, acquired some of the arrows, knives and a sword from the wall. As I was glancing around at the various armors displayed on the wall I heard something coming from a doorway. It sounded like an exclamation of "WHLLY SHT", a harsh crack and a thud. Than the door fell in.

Shade's POV

As I walked into the armory of the gods (my current name for it) I decided I was in love. Guns, guns and more guns adorned the walls. Shotguns, snipers, pistols, assault rifles, rocket launchers and, my favorite, flamethrowers. Yep, you guessed it, I'm a pyromaniac. But the thing that caught my attention was the odd black suit in the corner, it seemed to be made up of hard crystals, but when I toughed it, it flowed like liquid. Tirrew saw me looking at the suit and spoke, "Ah, I see you've see the SCS Mk-2"

"The what?" I replied.

"The SCS Mk-2, or the Shadris Combat Skin mark 2"

"Why is it so good, what can it do?" I said while I was fitting it on.

"Oh, not much. Just cloak, increase strength to superhuman levels and survive anything short of plasma."

"Oh really, Prove it" and I turned around to face a SPAS-12 shotgun barrel."

"HOLY SHIT"

Tirrew's POV

Okay... so Shade has doubted me about my custom made suit... time to prove him wrong. I pulled the trigger with a smile.

Shade

I guess that Tirrew's hype for this suit is worth it, I'm not dead!

As I climbed back to my feet I realized something, various HUD icons popped up as I scanned the room. The ranged from telling me my current location, motion trackers and a the names, makes and ammo of all the guns I could see. As I glanced around and at my 2 tag-alongs, their names popped up along with their skills and "crimes." Apparently the brown pegasus is named Rook and is a master infiltrator, the smaller one's name is Scootaloo and is a vehicles expert, apparently.

"So I have to admit to you Tirrew, this is a fucking awesome suit."

"Why thank you," he replied "I only had about 300 years to perfect it."

That's a long time... wait, 300 YEARS!

"300 YEARS?!" I exclaim.

"What? I'm young compared to the others!" he said defensively.

Okay, creepy immortal aside, I have a bone to pick with the "Holy Solar Empire."

"Okay ponies, how about a little rebellion again this 'empire'?"

The answer nearly deafened me.