In Soviet Ponyssia...

When you awaken your vision is cloudy and you can't move your arms or legs. There are 2 murky figures in front of you and one of them is chuckling to himself as you slowly come out of your daze.

"So, he has awakened." you hear someone sneering.

All you can do is groan and try to move your body out of the chair you are sitting in.

"Oh-ho!" the other one laughs. "He's still got some fight left in him."

"Yes, and we know just how to fix that." the first one is clearly enjoying this.

"Fuck....y..you...." you manage to get 2 words out.

Your vision is clear enough right now and the first voice you heard belongs to another general and the deep laugh came from the guard who stomped you.

"Well you're a nasty little one, aren't you?" the general chirps.

"Yea, he'll see what we do with the nasties." the amored one sounds his Tweedle Dum voice.

"Go on, cut him loose. Be careful, he is the leader and he is very resourceful."

The armored man cuts your legs free, but leaves your hands bound. You just stand up and your arms slide off the back of the chair. He, still having one hand to carry his shotgun, grabs your arm from behind you and pushes to lead you through a doorway that places all 3 of you onto the roof top of the building. The guard motions for you to stand by the ledge, so you do. Gunfire is still raging throughout the city and as you look over you can see several destroyed tanks and massive amounts of bodies lining the streets. Most of them have nice uniforms, we must be winning.

"Without you to lead this.... little rebellion of yours, there will be no one to blame for it's failure."

"I hate to shatter your ego, but I was never a leader. I made suggestions and they were taken. Everyone worked together just fine without me, so if you're going to shoot, fine waist your ammo." you maintain calmness.

This angers him and the guard raises his shotgun to you.

"Really now? We will see. When all that you love is taken from you, even after death, you will scream for mercy."

"Oh yes. You will see, and I think you see right now that you won't take this from us. All of your attempts end in failure, but you'll get used to not measuring up."

"Shoot him!" the general barks as he turns his back on you.

"Wait! General, you forgot one thing."

"And that might be?"

You spit blood in his face and chuckle. Just as the general wipes his face the guards gun goes off into your stomach and your body goes completely numb as you fall back and over the ledge. Your fall takes only a few split seconds before you land flat on the concrete. Your final thought was the promise you had just broken and the final kiss you and Fluttershy shared. You can't feel anything as you slip off to sleep while you watch the snow fall from the sky.

The city was never taken and the Soviet army was forced to retreat. The small society you helped form was never bothered by an outside force again, but was instead left alone to prosper in peace. Your body was found about 20 minutes after the Soviets had completely left and Fluttershy was the one who found it. She silently cried as she carried your body to Aleksi. She attended your funeral, which was held on the farm she grew up on before she began livng with you and didn't say a word until she was alone with you.

"I forgive you for not coming home, but I still wanted one last kiss. I guess I'll just have to wait until I see you again. Goodbye... I.. I love you."

She kisses the lid on the granite coffin just as it begins to snow and she walks home to the apartment you two had shared all those years. Things changed just like you said they would, but you're all alone now on that farm. No one, but you and the occasional crow that roosts on your lid.