A Solo Winged Pixy in Equestria.

I felt an unbearable sadness, as I witnessed that landscape - Solo Wing Pixy

Pixy groaned as he awoke from his sleep. A reporter had just left, interviewing him about the events during the Belkan War. Though he can't say he knows how he found him. Pixy was glad he did, it gave him some closure he desperately needed on the Belkan War, and with Cipher. Though Cipher may never find that Pixy was sorry about his actions, he felt that it was enough. He was near a border currently, as ironic as it was. He needed to find out what they really meant, and what their volition really was. It hadn't been an easy past few years for Larry. Ever since he bailed out of his ADFX-02 Morgan over the Avalon Dam, he has had nightmares on a nightly basis. Never once truly recovering from the events that transpired so long ago.

"Guess it's time to get moving, the border is about five miles from here.", Pixy said to himself as he put on his shirt and jacket. And grabbed his AK-47 which was hanging on the wall. Another war had broken out throughout the continent. So Pixy had to be careful or else he may be mistaken for a soldier with his AK-47. But he was dead set on getting to that border. It's all that has had him going the past few months. To visit every border on the continent, was the only motivation he had to awake in the morning. As he put on his boots and stepped out the ruins of the home he slept in that night. He set forth on his journey to find his next border.

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As Pixy kept his walk to the border between Erusua and Delarus. Perhaps his journey to find a type of closure was a fool's errand. What he did, well he knew many shouldn't have survived. The events that led up to that final confrontation between him and Cipher was almost funny. How one small flick of a domino can set off a chain reaction that led, two best friends to end up in a battle to both with the intention of killing each other. It was a daily thought that he had, what if things had been different? What if he kept his loyalty to Cipher? What if became ill the day his home burned, and couldn't make the mission? What if Joshua died in some operation before he had the chance to recruit him? What if Cipher joined instead of him? As pointless as it was in his opinion to ask so many questions, when the same result was always going to be the one he is living with now.

Perhaps the world doesn't need borders. But would getting rid of them really change anything? Sure we can cut all territorial ties between countries but a cultural division would still remain. You can't whisk away, thousands of years of prejudice and hatred. The deep religious ties and beliefs that conflicted with each other. The world would be a better place if everyone trusted one another, and lived as brother and sister, but Pixy knew now that would never happen. At least not in his lifetime, maybe there was the answer he was looking for all these years. All the borders he's seem, all he has asked himself was,

  "Why do you exist?"

Maybe he knew now that the real reason the existed, was not to cause war and chaos. Put to cause a facade of security and peace. What better way to live your life, than to never meet someone who doesn't share your beliefs. As long as people live their life they way, they desire. They would be content with it for rest of their miserable lives, they wouldn't care if they were born in and died in the same square mile. As long as they believed they were safe.

Pixy was approaching, the final border in his quest to travel to every border on the planet. It had taken him years, and though his final lesson on it may not have been 100% satisfying. But maybe those beliefs were enough, or at least that's what he's come to believe. Maybe he could finally return to his homeland, of Belka. Find a nice girl, and settle down, get a job doing something, though flying was out of the picture. He doubted he could ever return to the sky after Avalon and the V2. He enjoyed working in his F-15C back in the day. He customized it pretty heavily, it wasn't a normal F-15C, it had some of the most advanced aerodynamic systems money could buy. The baby could hold such slow speeds it could essentially hover while he strafed his targets of course he couldn't hold if for long, it would Stall after a few seconds. But a few seconds was all he needed.

"I wonder what happened to her...", Pixy said to no one in particular, after he left Cipher, he flew to a secure A.W.W.N.B. Airfield. He didn't fly any sorties until he got the ADFX Morgan, probably melted down for scrap he thought. It's been years since he last seen her. Then again it didn't matter, he was never flying again. Especially not in that jet, an F-15C couldn't even keep up in today's world. With all these new stealth fighters and such, it would be like flying an F-4 Phantom back during the Belkan War. An F-15C was in his opinion the greatest jet of all time. But he knew the odds of an F-15C beating a F-22 or T-50 in a dogfight was small.

As Pixy kept thinking to himself over his lost F-15C, he didn't even notice he had reached the border. It was funny  actually, he looked around no one in sight, just a small abandoned guard post by the road. Everyone must have evacuated because of the war ,Pixy thought. He was essentially in the flat end of no where, and with the five mile's warring on him. He decided to take a quick rest. He went into the abandoned guard station, and found to his pleasure a bottle of Whiskey and a nice leather chair. He sat down and rested his trusty AK-47 on the wall, and cracked open the bottle. It tasted a bit dusty, but it was a nice little celebration to mark the end of his quest. He could just head straight into Erasur-, Pixy was thinking when suddenly he heard the distant hum of an engine. He quickly sat up and grabbed him AK-47, turned off the safety and sat behind the wall. God please don't let them be insurgents, and if by you by some damn sense of karma make them, don't let them stop., he thought in his mind. He looked up, Yep insurgents, damn it. he hid back down when the truck came to a stop You've gotta be kidding me!, he thought to himself as he rolled his eyes. When he heard 5 distinct male voices.

"Jacob go check that guard post for anything useful for scrap.  We are gonna need every bit for new weapons", said the leader, or what Pixy guessed was the leader.

Oh come on! This is just getting ridiculous! , Pixie thought to himself as he gripped his AK-47.

As the man, who was apparently Jacob started moving towards the guard station Pixie had to think quickly, Erusua was not a country known to be friendly to non-Erusuans. His best bet was to surprise attack them, pop and spray them down. Pixy took a deep breath and suddenly popped up and pointed at them and shouted

"Freeze!"

To his surprise everyone did freeze though probably just in shock, but however that soon wore off as they then raised their weapons and started to fire. Pixy ducked down and took cover as they started firing. He raised up and started firing back, taking down one of the insurgents who was hiding behind the car. Before a lone bullet hit him in the shoulder,

"Damn it, that hurts!" he cursed to himself  before he got back up and started laying down more fire on the truck, hitting the tires, since he may as well make the journey to town harder since he was dying anyway, so close too, he almost made it home, he thought. When finally one other bullet hit him straight in the stomach, causing him to fall down to the ground, he still had some fight left in him though. As he remembered he had a small frag grenade in his left pouch. He took it out bit them pin and tossed it shouting through a gurgling voice,

"Take that you bastards!", as he then heard a loud explosion followed by the screams of the men who had to be dead, Pixy layed there in a pool of his blood. Hunched up on the wall, pulling the bottle of whiskey to him, silently wishing for a cigar just for the pure sake of whoever found him, would at least think he died like a badass. A lot of things rushed through his head as he layed there drinking the whiskey that he had found, he thought of Cipher, he thought of his family, he thought of Belka. He wondered if when he died, he could fly in where ever he would go. He chuckled at the thought of flying with the angels.

He then violently coughed which made him flinch in pain, the large hole in his chest didn't make any movement come without great pain. He dragged himself outside so he could possibly see the sky one last time before he went and joined his family, and possibly Cipher since no one really knew what happened to him after the Belkan War. Groaning as he pulled himself outside he looked around and saw the five insurgents dead, but he paid no mind to them, instead he just focused on one little cloud that reminded him of a, large turtle. When suddenly a large bolt of a rainbow colored lighting struck Pixy squarely in the face and that's all he rememberes before blackness.

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Pixy violently woke up in a large field gasping for air. He quickly checked his stomach for bleeding, but found nothing. Am I dead? he thought to himself. What else could this be? It had to be the afterlife, he was no longer in the flat end middle no where. He was on a low lying hill surrounded by... Burn marks? He stood up quickly noticing his AK-47 missing, and took a quick survey. A black ring surrounded him, it looked as if there was an explosion... And he was the epicenter of it? He then quickly slapped himself in the face to make sure he wasn't dead or in some type of coma. But instead found just the burning sensation of a slap.

Ok, Larry you seen some pretty crazy things your years but, what the actual hell is this! , he thought

He looked around using his skills of navigation and found that it was sometime around midday. He decided to head down hill, that's where he would find water, and where you find water, you find civilization. He started walking down the low lying hills towards a tree line. He made a few observations as well, one the air was way too clean, he hadn't breathed air like this since he was a little boy in Belka. Also the environment was a blush green forest, which was odd considering he was just in a wasteland a few moments ago. Also the world around him looked almost... Animated? The colors just seemed way too pure.

He made it to the tree line and kept his solid pace when he heard two feminine voices, Thank god, people, maybe they know where I am., he thought. However when he pushed through the bushes he found not two women like he was expecting, but two ponies?! He then made eye contact with two ponies, that very obviously were not normal, considering one had a coat of yellow and a mane of pink. And the other had a rainbow colored mane and cyan coat?

"What in the name of hell?!"

"What in the name of hay?!"

"You talk?!", both Pixy and the rainbow maned one said together,

"Ya of course!", the both said together again, looking at each other with eyes that were both increasing in size.

"Okay hold on here before my head completely shuts down, where in the hell am I?!", Pixy asked fearing the answer.

"Equestria, where else?", the rainbow one said confused,

And that is when Pixy's body decided to shut down from both the exhaustion of nearly dying and finding out he was no longer on Earth. That he was in some world called Equestria that was inhabited by talking horses.

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*Beep*, *Beep*, *Beep*, Pixy groaned as he heard the trademark sound of a hospital room. He must have been found after he was shot, and someone taken to the hospital in time before he died of complete blood loss. Well, at least I'm not dead., Pixy thought as he closed his eyes tightly at the bright lights. Before then sighing and opening them and seeing a white tiled ceiling. He perched himself up and somehow felt no pain in his stomach area. Odd, there isn't any pain, I must be on some serious pain killers., Pixy thought before looking at his stomach and seeing no scar where he was shot. Okay something is wrong!, Pixy started to panic as he tried to remember the events that led to him arriving in this hospital. The guard station, the insurgents, the gunshot wound, and a... field? Pixy's head started to throb as he recalled waking in a field and seeing a group of horses... Horses.... Horses? HORSES?!

Pixy immediately called out, "NURSE! ANYONE! HELP!"

When suddenly a white horse with a cross on its backside came in,

"Yes? Is there anything you need?"

Pixy then started mumbling a lot of words very quickly, then somehow managing to get out

"You talk!?"

"Why, yes I do, and if you don't mind me asking, what exactly are you?", the white horse said curiously.

"What do you mean what am I?!", Pixy said panicking, as his heart rate started to increase.

"Well, no offense I've never seen a creature like you before, I assume you're from across the ocean?", she asked eyeing a clipboard.

"Listen lady, I don't know what you're talking about, because firstly I am a human, and secondly I am definitely not from across an ocean, I have absolutely no idea where I am. And frankly I am assuming I am dead and this is some crazy purgatory.", Pixy said trying to rationalize his surroundings.

"Well I can assure you, you're not dead, your heart beat monitor over to your left confirms that", the nurse said gesturing to the heart beat monitor next to Pixy, before then continuing, "And you're in Equestria, and don't pass out again, please.", she dead panned.

"What do you mean again?", Pixy asked.

"Rainbow Dash and Fluttershy the ponies who brought you in, said you fainted after Rainbow Dash told you were in Equestria.", she said before looking back down at her check board.

"Oh hell, so it is true, I died.", Pixy said putting his face in his hands.

"No, we were just over that sir, you're very much alive. But I can tell you have some questions, fortunately for you, another pony named Twilight Sparkle is here to see you, she will answer any questions you may have, and I am assuming you have some for her as well.", the nurse said before looking up at him.

"What about my health, before I came here I had a bad wound in my stomach.", Pixy asked.

"Well when Rainbow and Fluttershy brought you in you had no obvious injuries besides a mild concussion from your head landing on a rock.  But you did happen to be missing a bit of blood, however your levels have balanced themselves out, we'll keep you for another night, but then you are free to go.", she said before starting to walk out then stopping, "Hey by the way what's your name?"

"Larry, but everyone just calls me Solo Wing Pixy or Pixy for short.", he said to her.

"That is an odd name, you don't have wings and you're not a pixy.", she said looking at him.

"Well it's a long story, I'll be sure to tell you it sometime buddy.", he said feeling suddenly nostalgic, "Oh and hey what about you?"

"Redheart, Nurse Redheart, good to meet you Pixy", she said.

"Likewise Doc and thanks for patching me up", Pixy said to her as she left. When he then heard Redheart say to someone else that he's ready, but don't kill him with questions girls. Pixy then felt a very horrific feeling in the pit of his stomach. It reminded of him the times he was about to be hit by a missile in his jet, that really bad ominous feeling as if you have someone grabbing your insides and squeezing. When suddenly a pink blur suddenly appeared in his face, before Pixy had a chance to react he was overcome with a huge sprung of pink hair in his face and a long string of words that he doubted the best scholars couldn't decipher. And, a odd cupcake smell?

"HiwhatsyournameI'mPinkiePieandyou'renewandifyou'renewthanthatmeansyouneedtohaveapartyohnoIbettergodothatbyenicemeetingyou!", the creature from hell said before dissipating as fast as it has come.

"What in the name of god...", Pixie said breathing heavily and holding onto the sides of his bed. Before looking up and seeing the two horses from earlier enter the room, along with 2 other ones that were purple with purple hair, white with purple hair, and orange with yellow hair. When the purple one spoke,

"Hi, my name is Twilight Sparkle, you mind if I ask you a few questions?", she asked with a serious poker face.

"Uh, sure?", Pixy said not quite grasping what he had just gotten himself into.