Twisted Nightmares: Voyage of the unknown

Equestria

Location: Marcus's dream

2035

Time unknown

Last location of UN Selena: near a village named Pony-ville

Luna stood in dream world of blistering ice and hills that varied in shape and size, she noticed a human figure approaching her. She held her ground and charged up a spell ready to attack. But the chilling winds and the snow made it harder to get the spell to full charge. She was getting confused. She was a Alicorn, yet her magic was faltering. The human figure stopped 5 metres in front of her, it's cape waving in the wind.

"Who are you?" She asked it. The figure remained still.

"I am the guardian of the dreamscape. And you are?" It asked. Remaining perfectly still.

"I am Princess Luna. Princess of the night." Luna said. The figure reacted by taking one step towards her. She tried to move backwards but her legs wouldn't obey her.

"You shouldn't of come here night bringer. The one you now hold dear, is about to relive a tragic event in his youth. This very place will become a place of wrecks. Here that drone?" The figure asked. Luna in fact could hear a loud droning sound, that was remarkably similar to the plane Marcus demonstrated on the Manehattan docks. "Ah, so you that sound? It's a old Avro Lancaster British bomber from the Second World War. It hasn't seen service until Equestrian forces attacked humanities best aircraft, ships and even tanks. This forced them to use old war machines against your forces. Something that you cant track. But at first the old mechanics of the machines couldn't handle the strain, this then forced humans to improve the mechanics while keeping everything the same. That aircraft you hear now, was the first to undergo the modifications. Marcus was only eighteen at the time. Would like to watch from down hear, or get front row seats?" The said getting closer and closer.

"Front row?" Luna said. The figure raised his arm before saying.

"As you wish." He then clicked his fingers.

The sound of the droning engines were muffled slightly, and Luna's vision was filled with inside of the once great Lancaster warplane. She could already see four men at work. She noticed the pilot, flight engineer, wireless operator and the Navigator. But the pilot caught her attention the most. So she focused a little harder on him. Realisation hit her when she reared back in shock. It was none another then Marcus, but he was a lot younger, 18 at least.

"No please. I don't want to be here. I don't want nothing to do with his past. What's done is done. Leave me be." Luna said, not liking were this was going. The figure shock its head.

"If you wish to be with Marcus. You need to know his past. For he was never always the way he is now. Something on this day. Something wasn't meant to happen on this diplomatic mission, that thing changed him. But you and you alone can rekindle his trust of your race. Just tell your sister of your advancement. Enough talking. Pay attention to what the men say." The figure said.

Luna did what was asked and payed attention to what the men were talking about. At first it wasn't all that interesting. Just mostly the men talking about what they were planning to do after the mission. Nothing really concerning Luna in-till the flight engineer asked Marcus what he plans to do after the mission.

"Not much to be honest. Maybe say hello to my mom, and my brothers. Maybe find a girl to spend the rest of my life with. But still I have a question for you." She heard Marcus ask. But the the flight engineer said 'go ahead ask me anything.'

"If been hearing that these 'aliens are actually based on equine anatomy. I've been wondering though, what if one falls in love with me the enemy. What do you think?" He asked. The flight engineer had a stumped face but offered his opinion.

"I don't even know the answer to that one, but of she falls in love with you, and you fall in love with her. I see no problems. Love is love. Right?" The engineer said. Marcus nodded in agreement.

Luna continued to walk around within the old warplane, but found it a little cramped for a big aircraft. Never the less she managed to squirm her way to the front of the aircraft, where Marcus was seated. She tried talking to him, but found that she couldn't. Which then figure pointed to the Lancaster's radar. A fleet of red dots owned the bottom half of the new modern radar.

"Tail gunner reporting, large enemy aircraft on our six. Roof gunner check six. Need assistance. I'm going to want in-till they open fire on us before I return fire." Called the tail gunner on radio. Luna looked around and noticed ladders leading up to somewhere. So she presumed it was the roof gunner. But she also noticed a hatch on the floor. She tried to open it, but it wouldn't budge. The figure told her she can't do anything in this dream. She is as defenceless as Marcus during this mission. She looked at the figure.

"If this is diplomatic aircraft. Then why is it armed with cannon?" She asked it.

"By default the Lancaster is armed with two cannons. One on the tail amd roof. It has to be able to defend itself. This is what started the war between humans and ponies. When your forces attacked this plane, when a meeting was organised for 06:00hrs. It is now 5:25. Listen to the what the pilot now says." The figure said. Just as he finished, Marcus spoke.

"This Lancaster two-two-five-nine reporting in. We are on approach to the suggested landing zone. Call off your fighters. I repeat call of the fighters, we are on diplomatic mission." He called into the radio.

"Fighters are in attack formation, I'm opening fire." Luna heard the tail gunner call on the radio. Seconds followed and the sound of gunfire filled the aircraft over the drone of the engines. "Brace they are firing some sort of plasma based projectile. It'll burn right through us."

"There's too many flying above us. I can't handle all of them!" Called the roof gunner. Luna could her the fear in his tone of voice. But she heard the droning sound get louder.

"I'm increasing power to her engines. Pushing her to full speed and attempting evasive manoeuvres." Marcus called and steadily pulled the yoke's control column towards him while he forcefully spun the yoke's wheel. The aircraft roared loudly as the heavy bomber slowly did a barrel roll. Something that the aircraft wasn't built to do. But there wasn't any bombs aboard the aircraft, so the weight was limited to the fuel and ammunition. It was an option Marcus did go with. Luna was shouting 'no don't do it' not that he could hear her, it was a dream being relived by Marcus. But she began to tear up when Marcus started to talk to himself about his family.

"Sorry mom, I won't be making it home today. I just wish this mission would go to plan. But clearly they can't be trusted. If I survive this, I'm going to rip their leader apart with my bare hands." He said afterwards causing Luna to jump back with a gulp. Now she wanted out. But the figure stood idly as the aircraft shook violently after its barrel roll.

"This is the part were everything falls apart. The trust was broken, and so was young Marcus's innocence in this war." It said.

* * *

"Fuck! One of them are heading straight towards the tail!" Called the roof gunner, followed with the loud crackling of gunfire. A faint explosion indicted the successful destruction of the fighter. Which then was followed by the sound of hissing as the 'plasma' hit of the airframe. Another explosion faintly echoed the plane. Luna was happy that it was going well so far.

"We might actually get there unharmed." Said the flight engineer directly to Marcus. However that theory was cut short at loud explosion violently shook the aircraft. Alarms began to blare in the cockpit. "Engine one is hit. It's spitting flame." Luna felt the aircraft loose its steady flight plan, and adopt a rattly one. She could feel every rattle coming off of the first engine. More gunfire then filled the warplane. It rung at her ears at the amount of noise in one plane.

"They've hit the rudder on your right, Marcus. Steering her is going to be a problem." The tail gunner said with his voice echoing on the radio. Gunfire from his cannon could be be faintly heard in the plane. Luna looked at the figure. It didn't so any sign of emotion.

"You play a vital part in this balance you highness. You can be with him and hopefully bring a full strong alliance with humainty. Or never have the chance to talk to him again for the cost of defeat. For what is about to happen, links both of you together. The bond you two share can't be broken, but it was forged from terror and misleadings. That can be changed." The figure said as he fast forward the dream to the point where the fourth engine was hit. Once more she was surrounded by different levels that rung inside of the plane. Now something else was irritating her. The smell of fire.

"Shit! It's heading straight towards me. I'm getting out!" Shouted the tail gunner. His hatch immediately. Luna watched him climb out and stumble onto the floor. Before he crawled extremily quick. But then Luna realised why. The hatch he climbed out of bursted into two and one side hung lifeless while the other half, was left on then floor. "Marcus land her. She won't stay airborne. She's loosing her tail!"

"Negative! She'll make it. She has to! We can put an end to this war before it gets worst." Marcus shouted over the gunfire and engine drone, but a loud splutter filled the aircraft. "No not now girl! Restart engine three! Come on girl! Don't fail now!" She heard Marcus shout again as he attempted to restart the third engine. With every attempt it would splutter.

"She hold much longer on one engine. Radio a mayday call!" Said the flight engineer. Marcus tried one last time, with a bit of Lady Luck engine three fired up.

"Mayday, mayday! This Delta two-two-five-niner, engine one and four have been damaged and are in flames. We have been engaged. I repeat we've been engaged. Diplomatic mission is no go. She won't make it home. We are forced to resume course." Marcus hollowed down the radio. But now both engine one and four erupted into a more violent flame. The aircraft rattled uncontrollably while the nose of the plane pointed steeply downwards. Luna laid low to the ground while Marcus ranting could still be heard. "Come on girl! You can do it. Don't give up, we are still here, just fly girl, come one!" Luna begged for the figure to end this nightmare. But no matter how much she begged the scene wouldn't end. It did however change to were she and her sister stood seventeen years ago.

She now was standing on a hill she knew dearly. It was the very day that She and Celestia planned a diplomatic solution before the war got out of hand, and to ask for help. But something was different. She noticed back seventeen years ago, her mane wasn't filled with replicas of the stars. It was a light blue instead. Same with her fur it was lighter then what it is now. 'This is after when Twilight Sparkle saved me from Nightmare Moon. Me and Tia were to meet the humans that were sent to peace talk. Tia had me have a flower in my mane to make me look prettier or something.' Her thoughts were cut off, when she saw the Lancaster coming towards her past self and Celestia. The furtherest engines ablaze with golden flames.

"No! Something not right. Why are our forces attacking?" Celestia exclaimed.

"You call them off, I'm doing to see if I can help them!" Luna's past self said as she ran towards the oncoming burning plane. Her light blue mane waving in the cold wind. Not even Celestia could stop her. She was gone in a flash.

She then reappeared inside of the Lancaster unaware her future self was watching her. But she immediately pinned her ears back when the spell finished. Her young ears were ravaged by the loud noise of the crippled warplane. One of the men noticed her. She waved and to her surprise he didn't so any hostility. He merely waved her to come over. She did, and asked what was going on. The man quickly stated his job first before saying they were under attack by her forces. Which in return Luna stated she told them not to fire.

"Marcus you have the Princess wanting to speak to you." Shouted the navigator. "He is at the front of the plane, make your way over to him. Just state your the ruler and ask him to use the radio." Young Luna nodded before walking to the pilot and flight engineer.  She took a deep breath.

"Greetings human, I am Princess Luna. Co-ruler of this land. I need to use your radio, our forces aren't responding to the spot firing order. They were told not to attack but to escort." She said.

"About fucking time. Radio is there! Make it quick this old girl will not take another hit!" Marcus shouted while he fraught with the plane to keep it in the air. The flight engineer told her the Lancaster designation code and handed the radio to her hesitantly. It was weird enough that he just met the beings trying to start yet end the war, plus she was a talking horse that was weird in itself.

"This is Princess Luna reporting from Delta two-tow-five-niner. Cease fire! Your weren't ordered to fire! Stand down!" She shouted down that radio. Marcus risked a glance at her. She looked pissed. He took the radio of her gently.

"You heard your leader stand down or you'll kill her with this bird." He said but to no use. Somewhere among the plane exploded midway from the airframe. Once more the aircraft rattled violently as it plummeted at few feet out of the air. "Your highness you need to get out of here. Go! Now!" Young Luna nodded turned round but stopped as there was a tall human figure in the way, wearing the same type of clothing that the tail gunner had.

"Roof gunner reporting in Weston. They've hit just behind my gun. Several pieces of her airframe has been ripped off. Fire is raging back there. Land her before you loose hydraulic power to her rudders." He said. Young Luna watched Marcus pull down a lever and a loud mechanical clicks and whirs could just be heard over the engine drone.

"Altitude is 7 feet Weston, land her now! She won't make it to the runway." Called the flight engineer. Young Luna spotted her sister on the small hill several kilometres away."

"My sister is just there, maybe she can help." Young luna said pointing to the hill where Celestia was illuminated, while her older self continued to watch, she was beginning to slowly to fall into tears. She remembered this day. She loved but hated it. Because she remembered that this was the day that she actually began to have a crush on Marcus. But her sister gave him one wish.

"With all due respect your highness, you need to get of this warplane, she won't handle the crash landing. Her frame is too damaged. Get off now! I'd rather see myself die then to see the ruler go down with a being she barely just met. Now..." Marcus said before getting interrupted by the planes wheels touching the snow. But something was off. The plane just kept on moving despite Marcus pulling back on the throttle, the Lancaster's engines refused to slow down. "She won't respond, the throttle isn't responding! Were going to hit the hill!" Luna looked at the figure that brought her to this tragic day, and begged it to end this nightmare. To her avail the figure didn't change the dream.

"You now have a option. You can watch this warplane crash or stay in the same position you were seventeen years ago when you committed a small act of love for Marcus." The figure said pausing the nightmare for the moment, giving Luna time to decide.

"I've already experienced the downfall of this plane, I wish to see what happened in a third person point of view." She said. The figure gave a click of fingers, they were teleported out of the plane, Luna gasped in shock with how damaged the aircraft was. Bright red/orange flames covered engines one and four. A large black scorch mark was plastered behind the roof gunner. That's was all she could take in, because the figure clicked his fingers and the nightmare continued. She watched the great machine violently rattled over the rigid, snowy terrain. It horrified her when she remembered watching the hill that her sister was on, get closer and closer before everything went black, but she watched what happened while she blacked out and she didn't like it. The scene caused her to feel the regret, she once felt many years ago. She watched helplessly as the landing gear was torn off by the very hill that Celestia was stood on many years ago, the aircraft flew for a brief six seconds before it hit the snow with a loud roar. A loud mechanical clank signified that engines was brought to a halt. Snow began to gather around the nose of the plane as it pushed itself deeper into the snow, due to it sliding. The fire on the engines leaving dark black smoke contrails behind the machine. Luna watched was the younger Celestia circled the plane like a vulture. Eventually Celestia landed and called for Luna. This lasted for at least half and hour, and the pilots of her 'spacecraft' fall in behind her in ranks. However young Celestia was not happy. In fact she was so fuming that the heat coming off her was slowly melting the snow beneath her feet, she even began to flap her wings in frustration.

"Who gave you orders to attack this plane?" She shouted with venom, her pilots flinched but none of them spoke. They all stood there, speechless and confused. "This was our only chance to make do what we did wrong. We were ending the war with humanity... Not only that you miserable traitors, you've killed my sister..." She was interrupted with the moaning of the downed plane as the roof gun swivelled around to face the platoon. "I wouldn't be surprised if it fired." But another metallic groan caught her attention again. Celestia noticed something move on the side of the planes tail. She jumped back in horror when she saw a piece of the aircraft fall off, with a figure of a bipedal creature holding young Luna. Young Celestia was too shocked to move as the creature had her sister in its arms as it ran from the plane with a green box in its free arm.

"Get over here, I need medical assistance!" It shouted. Luna watched her older young sister run towards Marcus. Before she slid the remaining yards. While Marcus was carefully putting down her young self. He place the green box down, young Celestia  to noticed it had a Red Cross. She breathed a sigh of relief. But was worried about the human in case it killed her sister. "Put pressure on wound please. It's located just under her wing." Celestia did what was asked while the human got an bandage. She moved away and allowed Marcus to work. Once that was done, he noticed Luna had stopped breathing. He quickly rolled her onto her back and began CPR. But once he noticed one of guards come out of the platoon, he unsheathed a strange object and aimed at the guard. He told Celestia to tell him to get back into rank. But he didn't. So Marcus fired a warning shot, he still didn't obey, so Marcus fired his next round into the disobedient guard. He then resumed preforming CPR. But when it came to the rescue breaths he had to ask Celestia to do it. Which Luna and the figure both involuntary shuddered.

"I don't even get why he got my sister to do that." Luna said as the figure clicked its fingers to pause the dream.

"You and Marcus already share a strong bond. In which cannot be broken. However it is built on trust and war. Said war is what brought you both together. Now you both must work alongside one another. Otherwise your relationship won't work. But guarantied you'll make it work." The figure said watching Luna take in the site around her.

"So you mean, that me and Marcus are already bonded together in a relationship?" She asked without moving her gaze, but the hint of joy was becoming present in her tone.

"That all depends on you. Marcus believe it or not is highly acceptive of certain things. A relationship can work, but through his eyes you need to meet him on his level. He is captain of an old Baltimore cruiser. You are a princess. See the difference?" The figure said. Luna faced the figure eye to eye.

"I see no difference, I only see two beings in successful relationship." She said defensively, which impressed the figure.

"I admire your confidence, but that can lead to a downfall. I can however give you advice of how to start it." It said. Luna looked at it confused but amazed at the same time, but nodded in agreement. "Make him fly to the co-ordinates of this crash. Leave a note on the planes control column for him to recover. By the time he flys back, you should have something to say. As for now, I must leave you to figure out if this next dream is really a dream.

****

Luna presumed that she awoke from the dream/nightmare of Marcus's dream. Because she wearily noticed that she was lying on top of Marcus, who also had his hands locked just under her wings in an embrace. A confused expression plastered itself on Luna's muzzle. But she went along with it. 'It's actually rather pleasant to have him hold me like this. I wish that this could last forever.'

"You know, I realise how adorable you look when you think like that." Marcus said, causing her to loose her train of thought. She looked at him and weakly blushed. "No need to blush at a comment dear Luna. Just accept the fact I've given a nice comment about you." She teased up a little bit. Her head began to swim.

"Why are you acting like this? What happened to the Captain of the Ship?" She asked. Marcus merely gave a light chuckle. His weak  British humour clearly hear-able.

"There is no need to be worried my dear. I'm still the Captain. I'm just a more talkative man when in the bedroom." He said as he slowly began to draw small circles by Luna's wing joints. This prompted weak moans from the mare. "Relax Luna, why be so tensed? Please tell me what your worries are." He continued while he still massaged her. Luna could help herself, she was being drawn in from how amazing his hands were at relieving her tense muscles.

"Nothing is wrong." Luna lied but moaned in blitz when Marcus put a little more pressure into his fingers. He continued circling around the wing joint. He could feel how tense she was, and now he is going to interrogate her into telling him. Using the power of his fingers and the new found knowledge of Luna's ticklish spot.

"I know that there is something up Luna. Just tell me, and end this tickle torture." Marcus said slightly speeding his circles, he knew he did something correctly, because Luna gave a moan. Marcus chuckled to himself. Luna playfully pretended to struggle, but realised that she just pushed Marcus's left index finger into her nerve. Causing her to moan in an overly excited way.

"Please stop, I don't know how much more I can take." She said playfully. Marcus however carried on with his tickle torture. He gradually picked up his speed with every five or so complete circles. Luna was in pure wonderland, she couldn't withhold herself from constantly moaning as Marcus's fingers circled her tense wing muscles.

"Hmm I wonder Miss Luna, how long it will take for you to confess." Marcus said in an almost seductive tone. He wanted to make this 'interrogation' a success. However with Luna's constant moaning he was beginning to wonder if this is going to work. After all if he could do this to her just by massaging her wings, he didn't want to know what else he could do. So he continued. "How do you see me as Luna? In what way do you like me?" Marcus added in a more seductive tone, he felt Luna shiver upon him.

"In what.. W-way? Nothing more of a f-friend why?" Luna said getting unable to concentrate as Marcus began to move up her wings, he easily found where the nerves were. She couldn't withhold herself any longer as she moaned deeply.

"My dear luna you are lying to me already. Tut, tut. I can real the raw emotion flowing through your body as we speak. Do you think I could read the signs that you were innocently hinting?" Marcus asked trying his hardest to stay at the seductive level but he still noticed Luna shivering despite her being under the blanket with him. Her eyes made her look like that she was in pure blitz. Salvia had slowly began to form in the corners of her maw. "Since when did you have these feelings Luna?" Marcus inwardly chuckled when she didn't answer his question but gave him a moan. 'Why does this feel wrong, but right? It's only been a couple of hours, yet I've picked up on this mare's feelings for me. Thanks to miss Sparkle confirming that theory. I'm only doing this as an interrogation. I wonder how Celestia would react to the fact that her plan worked. Telling me that Luna would be in pure blitz if I were to massage her wings.' He thought to himself while he gently rubbed around Luna's wing joint.

"Honestly, I m-mean it. I like you dearly as a friend!" Luna said going high pitched at the last two words. Marcus could still see the salvia gathered at the rear of her maw, threatening to overfill. But alas, the massaging was proving to much for the midnight alicorn. Her salvia dripped out and landed with small splats on Marcus bare chest. "Oh my stars. I've never felt this way in... Well never." She exclaimed with a half-lidded gaze. Marcus could notice how cute she actually looked. 'Tease he. Marcus you dolt! Fuck the boundaries, make her realise her feelings are returned. My wife wants me to move on, so why not let this wonderful made have a chance? If see truly loves me for me, this is the time to do it. Kiss her you coward!' He thought to himself again. Without second thought Marcus whispered Luna's name. She looked at him with her eyes slowly widening. Intill without further warning Marcus did half a sit up to match her muzzle level, before bringing them in for a long passionate kiss.

Luna's eyes widened in shocked. She looked at Marcus and her eyes immediatly closed as she melted into the kiss. 'I should of seized this chance sooner. I should of confessed when we were aboard the Lancaster all those years ago.' She thought to herself wondering how long it would take before Marcus would stop for air. However she didn't have to wonder long for it was she that broke the kiss with moan of pure delight. She felt Marcus run his fingers down her spine and begin circling were her cutie mark was. It hit the spot. Now she was in a world of dreams, or was she? She couldn't tell the difference. 'He certainly knows how to please a lady.'

"Couldn't withhold must longer Luna?" Marcus said slowly and deliberately applied a bit more pressure into his circles. Luna couldn't help but to moan in pure ecstasy as she began to shiver once again. 'I wonder what she'll be like in the morning?' Marcus thought over the moaning of Luna. Eventually he began to slow the circling down to a almost complete stop. Luna's mane was in a right mess and all over the place. However she still continued to drool. He tried speaking to her, but all he got was weak mumbling. 'Think I've made her speechless.'

"Oh Marcus thank you! We love thee so much!" Luna suddenly exclaimed out of the blue. Marcus mentally fist pumped as a sign of victory. However what Luna couldn't tell if this was real. Or was it a dream?