Duty Calls

First Impressions

My smile still on my lips, i opened my eyes, confused. Where the fuck am I? i look down, and i almost roll my eyes. my shirts mostly missing, showing off my well toned body. but enough of that, i need to find out why i'm alive, after being pounded so heavily with bullets that i lost the majority of my shirt. Then i remembered what happened to my brother. 'Yeah, i'll kill those bastards,' i thought with a mixture of sad remembrance, and glee. Well, is it too much to hope for that my guns are still working? i stand up, and look around. "Apparently not, i say, and soon afterwards regret it, because i hear an odd growl and a rustle of bushes. I figured it was just forest ambiance, but then i heard what sounded like muffled voices. i was worried; no matter how dense the forest is or the discomfort, you never wanna be caught in a clearing. i quickly scrambled up and ran, only to be met by what appeared to be an invisible wall.

"What the hell is this?" i asked aloud, no longer caring about my "location." seeing as i wasn't where i seemed, i went into full alert mode. i walked until i found the edge of what appeared to be my containment, when i heard more muffled voices. apparently i was being spectated by something, they were watching my every move. so, instead of playing their game, i went and sat down in the middle, cleared my throat, and said, "Whoever is observing me, i wish strongly for you to release me. i am no more harm to you than you me." That's what we were told to say, because of the dual meaning that came with it. if they were nice, i would be nice. if they tried to kill me, i wouldn't give em the chance. My surroundings cleared away, seemingly dissolving. Uh oh, illusional surrounding? i looked around more closely, but there was no wall that thy could have been projected on. before another thought could leave my lips, i was met with the odd sight of 6 talking equines.

"YO!" i shouted, backing away, and drawing my combat knife. "Who in the hell are you? Why am i here, and why the fuck are you ponies." Then, they looked at me inquisitively, with the response, More importantly, why AREN'T you a horse?" Looking at them, sizing them up, my concentration was broken when i noticed certain... appendages, protruding from their back and forehead. The prple one, it seemed, was their leader, and i didn't like the looks of her. she seemed to be the type that's quiet and only ever does whats written. Never has her own thoughts, that's the one. After judging them for a solid ten minutes, all previous accusations were blown away, when they did what i never expected. they asked me what my intentions were. Kay, sarcasm stayed with me after my first death. "I'll ask again, why the fuck am i here?"

"Because, i was doing research on your... species." she said hesitantly, as if worried that her words had offended. She hadn't. "mind giving a quick briefing for the clueless? like, why am i here?" i asked, more persistently.

"No idea," said a rainbow one. The one with that hat followed it up with, "We don't know who or what ya are, sugar-cube, but we wanna offer hospitality, and be real nice hosts." she said, with such a genuine smile i almost thought she was serious, until a certain pink one said, "And we wanna cut you up and experiment on your various body parts!" she said with a smile, and enough glee in her voice to make me wanna smile too. that is, until the realization, mixed with the facial expressions of the others overwhelmed me. "He-he, i'm not gonna let that happen, sorry." and with that, i left them all speechless, other than the white one, who was quietly chastising pink about offending guests. in unison they shouted "Wait!" i turned around, and quickly aimed my sniper rifle at the wall next to their heads, and fired off a single round, letting off a noise life a cannon, and shattering the concrete that the wall seemed to be made of. All of them coughing, i made my breakaway, and vowed that i would come back and avenge my brother, and that i would not let anything, even magical talking ponies get in my way.