The Wise Soldier

by Justasimplename

Rating: teen
Tags: Gore, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Alternate Universe, Cutie Mark Crusaders, Other, Slice of Life, Human, Main 6
Length: 24744

My opinion on realistic take of a soldier appearing in Equestria. What happens if a soldier is sent to Equestria and he ask the simple question of why?

Society sometimes sees soldiers as gunmen who sometimes can't control themselves while some believe that they are too prone to violence. They also assume that soldiers are not intelligent enough to make any rational thoughts. Are they really like this? What happens if Equestria comes in contact with a wise soldier that prefers the peaceful way out?

This is my take on a realistic version of a soldier appearing in Equestria.

Published 2014-10-04 02:20:04 UTC
Last updated 2014-12-16 22:09:11 UTC

Just a Simple Talk

I had been in a hostage situation before but never the one who was holding the hostage. What could I accomplish with this? Potentially declaring war on an entire species? Being branded as an enemy of the country/state? And what if I lose? Death? Either way, I’d be losing.

Meanwhile, the five of them could only stare at me as I held their friend in my arm, knife to her throat. While two of them(the one with a stetson and the white one) showed unadulterated anger on their faces, the other three showed concern and worry. My hostage, Rainbow, was just futilely thrashing in my arms.

The silence that filled the air was only making the situation worse but the purple pony had fortunately ended it. "Please, just calm down and we can discuss this like rational ponies" the purple horse asked me.

"The definition of calm is not showing nervousness, anger, or other negative emotions" I explained with a rather dull tone in my voice. "It appears that you and your friends to follow your advice more so than I do."

What surprised me was that the yellow pony started tearing up. "We're sorry!" she cried out. "Please don't hurt her!"

I could see why she was crying. Not only had a strange, possibly dangerous, creature had shown up in the middle of her home but one of her friends could have been hurt.

What was the purple horse doing when she shot me? Was it meant to kill me or rather incapacitate me? "What did you shoot me with?" I asked them.

"It was just a simple sleep spell. Nothing that's meant to hurt you" the purple horse replied. “I swear by Celestia‘s name.” Celestia? Does their society worship the sun or a deity of relation to the sun?

I figured that she shot me with magic. I was surrounded by colorful talking mini-horses, two of which were unicorns. I adjusted my grip on Rainbow, who was still thrashing, to emphasize her role as a hostage. "You attempted to incapacitate me even though I was not showing any violent intent" said I.

"We're sorry" came the purple horse. "It was just a sim-"

"But" I continued. "I am strange creature that appeared out of nowhere and I can tell that your species as a whole is xenophobic." I took my knife away from my throat and released the pegasus who flew back to the safety of her friends. “Count that as a warning but I would also like to apologize for my actions.” Sitting back down, I returned my knife to its sheath and took a proper hold on my rifle. "Let's hope that we are able to deal with this rationally."

"What a flank hole" said Rainbow.

"You're not fun to be around either" I retorted.

“And you’re the one calling us sino fobe ik” said Rainbow.

“It’s pronounced xenophobic” corrected Twilight. “It means an unreasoned fear for what is considered to be alien or new. In this case, it would be him as he is considered an alien and new.”

The definition offended her even more. “Hey! We’re not afraid of you!” said she.

“It can also mean a dislike, hate, and or prejudice towards something that is not familiar” I added. “It does not always mean fear.” Then there’s just complete hate like how I feel towards Rainbow Dash.

"So I guess surrendering your weapons is out of the question?" the purple horse asked with a laugh. She was trying hard to make the mood better but it wasn't working well. When she saw that the joke didn't work, she just looked at the ground and folded her ears against her head.

"Joke's aside, what do you want and or need?" I asked. "I promise I won't try anything drastic as long as the six of you do not try anything drastic.”

“So what are you doing in Ponyville?” asked Rainbow. “Are you trying to take over?!?” Just as cocky as ever. Even after being a hostage and quite possibly near death. And her idea is rather idiotic. Taking over with a single soldier? Really?

I had the urge to insult her but held back. “No” I replied. “As for why I am here? I do not know.”

“You don’t know?” said the purple horse. “Not even the last details previous to your entry to Equestria?”

“Other than standard memories, no” I replied. “I don’t even remember what I was doing yesterday.” I looked up in the sky, specifically the clouds. They floated rather low and it seemed that I would have been able to hit one with a rock… Or even a grenade. “Someone or something brought me here and I don’t know why.” I looked back at the six of them. “Names and position?

“What?” said the purple horse.

“Sorry. May I get your names and who you are?” I corrected myself. “I’d prefer it kept simple.”

“Oh. Umm, I’m Twilight Sparkle and I’m a princess of this fair land” said the purple pony. A princess huh? Why would she try to take care of such a situation? That’s like making the vice president deal with a bank robbery. Either she’s an idiot, or the queen’s an idiot.

“Pinkie Pie and party mare of Equestria!” said the pink pony. A bundle of sugar, ADHD, and caffeine. Or maybe it’s coke. Either way, she has WAY took much energy. I need to duct tape her to a tree or something. I’ll make sure it’s a roll of EB green or something.

“Name’s Rainbow Dash, the fastest pony in the world!” said the blue pegasus. Cocky little shit and probably a pest. I already hate her. How she acts right now, after being held hostage, makes me want to deck her in the face.

“My name is Rarity and local fashionista” said the white unicorn. A diva that most likely indulges in drama and romance novels. I hope I don’t have to deal with her.

“Applejack. Apple farmer” said the orange horse. The apple farmer thing was expected, the stetson and the country accent offended me a little but it’s manageable, and she appears to be rather angry at me. Hmm. Indecisive.

“Fluttershy and I’m an animal caretaker” the yellow horse said meekly. Shy and appears to be weak. She’s an animal caretaker so that means she cares for all manners of life. This one might be the only one I don’t outright have any negative attitude or thought towards.

“Thank you” I said. It’s a good thing they can’t see my thoughts.

“What about yours?” asked Rarity.

Should I tell them my name? Of course there’s my name tape on my right breast but my vest was concealing it. “Just call me Seal” I replied. “And I’m just a simple soldier.” A bit misleading and a bit of an understatement but I can deal with it and they’ll never know.

“Seal? That’s a funny name!” said Pinkie Pie. Not a name but an acronym but I will admit that as a name, it is rather silly.

“If you don’t know why you’re in Equestria, then what are you going to do?” asked Rarity.

What am I going to do? I could try to find out how to get home or why I’m here but I wouldn’t know where to start. If I settled here, would anyone ever get used to me? Would I get used to everyone?

And what of back home? How will my family react to my absence? My squadmates? Will I ever see any of them again? What if I was dead and this was the afterlife? Albeit strange, I’d be stuck here.

And the situation where I was purposely sent here? A US Navy SEAL stuck in a land of magical ponies. What would be my purpose? It certainly wouldn’t be making pizza.

If I was summoned here, my purpose would not doubt be for war. The dilemma is that I am-

“Hello?”

I snapped back into reality and looked back at the ponies. “What?” I asked of them. Did anything happen while I was thinking?

Rarity answered. “You looked like you spaced off. Are you okay?”

“Yes. To answer your question, I don’t know what I’m going to do” I said. “I have almost no apparent purpose here.”

“Well you’re a soldier” said Twilight. “Maybe you can join the royal guard.”

The royal guard. I’m going to guess that it’s their military. I wouldn’t fit in. I won’t fit in.

The pony called Rainbow Dash looked rather dumbfounded from what Twilight said. This was why I didn’t like her. She does not show discipline nor respect. “Join the royal guard? As if” said Rainbow Dash. She flew up to me again and tapped my chest again. “He doesn’t look all that tough. It doesn’t look like he’s wearing any armor and that booming weapon looks like it’s for show.” My M4a1 for show?!? What? “The only real weapon he’s carrying is that little knife of his.” Urge to punch her in the face increasing.

“It’s a real weapon” said Twilight. “It fits the description of a fire stick.”

“A what?” asked Rainbow.

“A fire stick. It’s a new weapon concept used by the Griffon Nation. In short, it propels a small, usually lead, projectile over a long distance with the use of expanding gases that comes from the same powder as fireworks” explained Twilight. Unfortunately, this wasn’t where she stopped. “The powder is ignited with a slow burning match held by the user. When fired, it will have a loud boom like we just heard.”

If what she’s telling me is correct, then I definitely have an advantage. The best weapon they have is a single shot firearm, something that predates the matchlock mechanism. If I remember correctly, those types of firearms were expected to fire at 2-3 rounds a minute. My M4a1? 750 rounds a minute. Then there’s accuracy. Hit the broad side of a barn? Never! With an M4a1? Well no duh.

“And if I remember correctly” continued Twilight. “Fire sticks can only be fired once before the user has to prepare the weapon, similar to reloading a crossbow.” Crossbow? They are really behind in the weapon technology. “And he doesn’t have his trump anymore.” Again with this. Had they not learned?

All six of them looked at me. “Please surrender your weapons before we have to take action. We realized that you are rather attached to them but we’d feel better with you disarmed” said Twilight.

Both Applejack and Rainbow Dash were slowly advancing on me, the former holding a lasso in her… tail? What? Other than that mind fuck, Pinkie Pie had pulled out a rather large but comical mallet out of nowhere.

“Come on, it’ll be easier for yah” said Applejack.

“Remember, he still has a knife” said Rainbow.

I blinked and raised my rifle in the air and fired two shots. Again, the six of them were dazed hearing the loud report of my gun with their unprotected, oversized ears. When the six of them recovered, I fired another shot, dazing them again.

Again, the six of them recovered. “Can you quit that?!?” screamed Rainbow. Looking at her, I fired two more shots.

When they recovered again, I said “I can quit but I won’t.” Following that, I fired another shot in the air.

When the recovered, again, I asked “What did we learn?” My rifle was still pointed in the air, still ready to be fired.

“You can still use that bucking weapon. We get it!” yelled Rainbow who had both hooves clamped over her ears.

“Should I continue?” I asked, finger tensed around the trigger.

“No!” they all screamed, including the shy one. Most of them were rubbing their ears from the pain of hearing the gunshots unprotected and I could somewhat understand their blight. I believe that horses have much stronger ears than humans.

“Excuse me but why didn’t you take a more civilized approach?!?” demanded Rarity. Her once white coat had done a good job emphasizing her mood as it had taken a light shade of red. “You could have just asked us!”

“You all know that wouldn’t have work” I replied. “If you’re not going to be rational. I’m not going to be rational. Like I said earlier, I will not do anything drastic as long as the six of you do not try anything drastic.” True, a few of them were just starting to gang up on me. Even though they’re little and cartoonish, I couldn’t underestimate them. There’s a chance that they had their own secrets, like I did.

“How many times can that be fired?!?” asked Twilight.

“An amount” I replied. “I’m not going to tell you. It would only give you a gauge of what my capabilities are.” And I still have my sidearm on my drop leg holster.

Twilight looked worried. I couldn’t blame her. She had just found out that I had a weapon that far surpassed their weapons in terms of lethality. Who could blame her? That’s like finding out an insurgent got their hands on a nuclear bomb.

“Do you have anything else that you want to ask?” I said.

“Yeah” said Rainbow Dash. “Why didn’t you tell us that you could talk earlier?” Huh. That was actually somewhat intelligent of her to ask me.

“I wanted to see how you would act around me” I explained. Continuing, I said “If you acted rather horribly around me believing that I was an unintelligent creature that had done absolutely nothing, then the reaction to an intelligent creature that could be doing something would be rather… negative.”

“So again” said Twilight. “What will you do?”

I looked up away from them again. “I’ll wait.”

“For what?” asked Twilight.

“I don’t know” I said while taking a seat on the bench again. “Maybe for something to take my time away.”

“And what would that be?” asked Twilight.

To answer my question, a crossbow bolt planted itself into the woodwork of the bench, a mere six inches away from me. I looked up at the source of the bolt and found a large group of white pegasi descended on my location. All of them were wearing gold colored armor(Which is absolutely fucking useless! And Rainbow said my M4a1 was for show?!?) and were all armed with crossbows, swords, and or spears.

Raising my rifle, I took aim. I should still have about twenty or so rounds left in the mag.

No

My finger tensed. It was a simple case of they were the enemy and they were attacking me. Even though these were magical flying horses, I had been through this scenario a million times quite literally. I had to disable the threat's ability to harm. The solution was the correct application of shots applied to the target.

However, unlike the ones I usually shot at, these had a real reason to be a threat towards me. They were defending their country and the people that lived in it. In reality, I was the threat. They were in the shoes that I had adorned for many years.

Should I shoot back or should I give up? Either way, I wouldn't like the decision.

My rifle was still trained at the pegasi flying towards me. My mind had slowed down time giving me longer to think about my decision. Every instinct in my gut told me to shoot them. The only thing I had that stopped me was my mind.

As they flew in closer... They stopped moving. What? They had frozen midair. The only indication to why this happened was the lavender light that surrounded all of them. Was this another use of magic in this universe? Did it come from Twilight?

I looked at Twilight and sure enough, her horn was glowing with an identically colored glow. Then I looked back at the flock.

"Creature, halt your magical abilities!" yelled the lead pegasus. "Or we will have to take action!" And shooting at me wasn't taking action? Is he stupid?

I looked back at Twilight. "I'll handle this" she said. She turned to face the flock. The glowing flock slowly inched its way towards us, still frozen in place. When they were close enough, Twilight spoke up again. "By the power in my title, I command you to stand down!"

"We were ordered by Princess Celestia to subdue the creature!" said the lead pegasus.

Twilight brought the still frozen, lead pegasus closer. "Did you not realize that I hold the same amount of power as Princess Celestia?" You just gotta love the chain of command sometimes! "My word is equal to her word. Albeit recently coronated, you are still required to follow my word."

The pegasus, previously confident, now had the same demeanor as a recruit in BUDS. "But the creature-"

"But what?!" demanded Twilight.

"He poses as a danger" replied the pegasus.

"How?" asked Twilight.

"W-w-what?"

Twilight looked at the pegasus with a look that said 'are you fucking kidding me?’ "How does he pose a danger?" asked Twilight.

"We don't know what he can do" said the pegasus.

"And?" asked Twilight. "How does that pose as a danger? Has he hurt anyone? Has he threatened anyone? Has he actually done anything that is considered bad?"

"N-n-no" said the pegasus.

“This is an order. Leave.”

“But-“

"Leave" said Twilight. "Or I'll strip you of your rank."

By now, he looked like he was ready to shit himself. Her words actually hurt his feelings! What a load of bullshit! He's in the military. He should show at least a little tact. Honestly, people like that should join the Air Force.

As the emotionally offended pegasus flew away with his friends, I turned to Twilight. "Huh. I didn't expect that from you."

"Sorry" apologized Twilight. "I absolutely abhor how some ponies see me as a child when I have as much power as the other princesses."

"Just a little issue of chain of command" I said. "Happens all the time."

"That. Was. Awesome!" said Rainbow.

"What?" asked Twilight.

"How you told off that guard!" replied Rainbow.

"I swear. Some ponies need to learn respect" said Rarity.

"If it makes you feel any better" said Applejack. "We respect yah."

Twilight smiled at them. "Thank you."

"Party?" Pinkie Pie said.

Did she just say party? What kind of a person just wants to party at a time like this?!?

"Why me, silly!" Pinkie Pie answered.

Well no duh her but what- Did she just answer my thoughts? Had she been reading my thoughts this whole time?!?

"No, only when it's required to mess with your mind" said Pinkie.

Well let's see if I can beat her at her own game. Udachi chitaya moi mysli teper' vy razdrazhayet ukol.

"Hey! No fair!" Pinkie said.

"Net khm ty, suka!" I said.

"What are you two doing?" Twilight asked.

"Apparently, she can read my thoughts" I said.

"Really?!" exclaimed Twilight.

"No, just the ones that are of purpose to inform them" said Pinkie.

"Them?" I asked.

"Them" Pinkie Pie reiterated. "Well until he started cheating!"

I looked at her strangely. “How was I cheating?"

Pinkie looked like I had just asked her something stupid. "You started making all your thought word things in a language nopony understands!"

"It's my thoughts. No one, but you, is going to see them" I said. "And it's still pretty fucking creepy."

"I can only see the useful thoughts" said Pinkie.

"I don't care. Stop it" I said.

"Fine."

Did she stop? Let's test it out. Pink is a horrible color. No?

Her friends look like prostitutes. Nothing?

Hmm. A nice juicy steak that bleeds a little. Oh! There's a reaction. She shivered slightly!

Do you know what I really want to do? Hunting. After I shoot a good sized deer, I can make myself some venison. Gut the thing with my knife, covering my blade and hands in its life essence.

I looked at Pinkie and her face had turned a light shade of green.

Then there's the heart. Oh how I love the heart, especially after it's been cooked. That nice, somewhat chewing flavor of a cooked heart with a little bit of pepper and lemon would make me a happy man. Should I cook it a little rare? Not rare enough that it's alive but enough so that it bleeds just the right amount. Maybe I could-

My thoughts were interrupted when Pinkie Ran to the closest bush and started vomiting. "I knew it!" I yelled at her sick form. Maybe I could find some nice rattlers. Oh the flavor of grilled rattlers. I'd kill for some-

"Okay! I'll stop" yelled Pinkie Pie. "I'll stop!!"

"What did yah do to her?!?" demanded Applejack

I smiled. "She continued reading my thoughts" I answered.

"What kind of sicko are you?!?" said Rainbow.

"Just me." I ran my teeth over my canines. I wonder how they'd react to finding out that I ate meat. From Pinkie's reaction, not so well.

I opened my mouth to answer but Fluttershy beat me to the shot. "You're an omnivore, are you?" What? How did she know? Wait, can she read my thoughts too?! "It's the teeth. I care for a lot of animals."

"You eat meat?!?" Twilight exclaimed.

"Twilight! For shame! How does eating meat change anything?" scolded Fluttershy.

"Darling, you can't be serious! Only brutes consume meat" said Rarity.

"Griffons eat meat. Some ponies eat fish" said Fluttershy. "So what if he eats meat?"

I set my rifle down on the bench and stood back up. "What now?" A SEAL in a magical land of ponies, what could possibly go wrong?

"Let's go to my castle" said Twilight.

“Why?” I asked.

“To deal with this situation. We can’t just do everything out here” replied Twilight. “It’s not that far into town.”

I picked up my rifle. "Are you sure that’s good idea?” I asked.

“What do you mean?” Twilight asked.

“The general populace appears to be deathly afraid of me. Is that really a good idea?” I switched out the partially used magazine in my rifle for a new one.

“Yes. As long as the six of us are with you, it’ll be fine” said Twilight. “What are you doing?”

“Nothing.” I flipped the rifle to safe. “Ready to go?”

So how did the town react to me walking into town? Not as bad as I had thought. Instead of panicking and running away like they did earlier in the day, they just watched me. I could tell that they still feared me but the presence of the six ponies most likely put them a little at ease.

Whenever I would just look at one of them, they just shied away as if I just threatened to gut them. Probably had something to do with my unusual, to them at least, face. At least I wasn’t wearing a mouth shroud and sun glasses. That would have really messed with their minds.

To be fair, I was a strange creature that posed as a possible threat. In their mind, I could be dangerous. Their suspicions were correct. I was rather heavily armed.

The castle that she told me of was absolutely atrocious. It was a giant motherfucking crystal tree. Only an idiot would live in that! I mean really.

The first problem? The damn thing looked top heavy. If you could add any more weight, the whole thing would probably fall down. Then there’s the fact that crystal is heavy.

Another issue? How easy it would be to destroy it. Trees are strong and all but how are trees cut down? You cut/remove/blast/shoot out a little bit off of the side of the trunk and timber. I could probably do the same thing with fifteen pounds of PETN. Hell, I could probably do it with fifteen pounds of ANFO! Just strap that to the side of the castle and BOOM!

My favorite flaw? It’s made of fucking crystal! That doesn’t grow on trees and it’s not exactly easily cut either though they might have some process to create/cut/use crystal with magic and whatnot.

Either way, this castle’s a piece of shit and I hope I never have to live in it. I’d choose the home of an ISIS militant over that castle.

“So you want me in there?” I said, one again for the thousandth time.

“Yes!” repeated the six of them.

“I don’t see what is wrong with going in the castle” said Twilight.

“That castle?” I pointed at the death trap. “In there?”

Every single one of them groaned I annoyance. “Honestly, how bad could it be?” said Rainbow Dash.

According to Murphy’s law, everything. I refuse to go inside that castle. “If you don’t go in, we can’t help you” said Twilight.

Oh, that’s a good one but it’s still not going to get me to go in there. “Still not happening” I said. I sat down on a piece of crystal that was conveniently bench shaped.

“Fine. We can still converse” said Twilight. “What will you do?”

Hadn’t she already asked me this? It’s getting rather redundant. “I don’t know” I replied.

“I mean short term wise. Do you have food? Water? Shelter?” Twilight said. “Who knows how long you’ll be in Equestria.”

“Nor why” Rarity said.

They do make a point. How long will I be stuck here? Days? Months? Years? Would I be able to adjust?

A new, yet to have been unheard, voice spoke up. “I think I can help your little matter at hand.” I turned. The pony I saw surprised me. Unlike the other ponies that only got up to waist level with me, this one reached my chin. Her rainbow hair and tail, unlike the others, flowed like water as it waved through the air. Like Twilight, she had a crown atop her head.

Beside her was a platoon of twenty, maybe even thirty, of those horse knights that tried to subdue me earlier, all of which were armed with swords, spears, and a few crossbows. These, unlike the previous bunch, were made up of pegasi, unicorns, and earth ponies instead of just pegasi.

A security detail, huh? And it’s a rather large one too. That’s not good. Even the president isn’t directly accompanied by that many guards.

Upon seeing her, the others, minus Twilight, bowed down. Shortly thereafter, they all looked up and noticed how I wasn’t bowing. They all looked at me like I just punched her. I’m going to guess it’s because I didn’t bow down to her. No reason for me to salute her. Nor bow. “Are you the queen?” I asked.

“No. I am Princess Celestia” she greeted me. “May I have your name?”

“Just call me Seal” I replied. “So, where’s the queen?”

“There has never been a queen in Equestria. It’s a tradition to use the title of princess instead” Celestia said. So Twilight has more power than I thought. Another thing I’m wondering about is whether Equestria is a traditional monarchy or a constitutional monarchy. Then there’s the name of the country. Equestria. The hell? That’s like renaming America into something like Homo Sapien.

“You may rise, my little ponies” said Celestia. They, minus Twilight, stood back up returning to their previous positions. “You must be asking yourself why you’re here.”

Hmm. That’s rather ominous. If a strange creature landed in the country I was ruling, I would be asking for its intentions like Twilight had been doing earlier. “

“What?” I said.

“You must be asking yourself why you’re here” repeated Celestia.

“Why?” I asked.

“I brought you here, along with some others, to help Equestria deal with a foreign issue” said Celestia.

I blinked a few times.

“I’d like to apologize now” said Celestia. “But I’d like to keep the damage from this conflict as minimized as possible so I decided to enlist the help of your species.” I blinked again. “Along with you, there are eight others like you here, all members of the military like you. Unfortunately, I won’t be able to send you back to your home. Bringing you and eight others took too much energy and if I tried to send back even one of you, I would die.”

I blinked again. “Will you help our country?”

“How would he help? He doesn’t even look that tough!” said Rainbow Dash.

Celestia took a few steps forward. “He is a member of one of the most elite groups of the military from his world.”

“How does that make him tough?” Rainbow said.

She looked at me. “His species wages war. It is almost the specialty of his species. They have books on war, games for war, practices for war, laws on war, philosophies on war, and Tartarus, they even simulate wars.” She stepped right up to me. “Please, will you help us?”

I blinked again. “Hello? What is your answer?” I blinked again.

“Maybe he’s in shock?” said Twilight. “You did tell him that he has no way of going home.”

“Hello?” said Celestia. She moved closer to me until her face was only a few inches away from me. “Are you okay?”

I blinked. “Get some nurses” said Twilight to the pegasi body guards.

I looked down, and then looked back up which caused Celestia to move back slightly. “Are you okay?” asked Celestia once again.

“No. My answer is no. I will not help” I replied. I punched her in the face, sending her flying back. When she hit the ground ten feet away, she just laid limply on the ground, unconscious, with blood covering her face. In addition to that, her snout was scrunched up as it was clearly broken, one of her eyes was badly swollen that also had a long gash running through it, and a large portion of her horn had broken off. “So fuck you.”

Are You Sure Your Brain Works?

"So fuck you." Everyone stared in shock as I had just knocked out their precious ruler. Screw her. She can die for all I care.

Time to deal with the fallout. I knew what was going to happen next, even before I knocked her out. She does have about two dozen bodyguards. I have only a second of think time before they act.

Currently, I was still sitting down on a crystal shaped bench and my rifle would take too long to bring up and ready(it was still on safe) so I opted for my sidearm. I pulled out my HK pistol with my right hand.

Me? A single SEAL armed with a .45 pistol with ten rounds and a knife. Them? About two dozen horse knights with various melee weapons. The odds aren't exactly in my favor. I'd be a long shot but who cares! I have nothing else to lose.

My one second of think time passed and the body guards charged me. Instead of shooting right away, I jumped behind the bench, putting the obstacle between the two of us. This didn't really hinder their actions. They split up and equally went around the bench on both sides.

A dozen on the left and another dozen on the right. A couple of them lit their horns up and shot a beam at me but like with Twilight, nothing happened.

Magic. Too weird for my taste, I guess. Seeing as magic didn't work they all started nearing me, weapons brandished.

Before they approached me with the range of their weapons, I fired a round into he ground. Exploiting the enemy's weakness, absolutely brilliant. While they were dazed, I kicked one in side of the face to my left and punched another one in the mouth to my right with my free hand.

That only distracted two of them. Another twenty was ready but they were all dazed from the gunshot. Need to think. F More of a need to act.

With that, I felt my bloodstream fill with adrenalin. All sound was muted and time began to slow down in my mind. It's a good thing I had learned how to control and take advantage of adrenalin rushes a long time ago.

The first one that recovered swung his weapon, a mace, at me(with magic) and only succeeded in bashing a different guard's head on the helmet when I side stepped. A second one didn't recover as I had fired another round into the ground. As they were dazed again, I picked one of them up from the left and threw him at the ones at right which knocked over half of them.

Now I only had to worry about half of them for the time being. Easier to handle? Good.

Putting my attention at the right group, I shot one in the front left leg and punched another in the face before I picked up one of the bodyguards with one arm and headbutted him in the face. Dropping the knocked out horse, I kicked another one in the face before putting my attention back to the other group.

A pair of ponies had managed to recover and closed the distance between us. One lunged at me with a sword(somehow, it was held in one hoof) while the other attempted to kick me with his hind legs. I jumped out of the way of both attacks and fired another round into the ground.

Temporary confusion and inability to fight again. Time to act.

I punched another one of them in the face and elbowed another in the throat. One recovered and managed to stab me in the chest with a sword, only for the sword to be stopped by one of my rifle's magazines.

The plates in my vest should be able to stop the swords though the plates would be shattered with one hit. I was lucky with that mag. Now I need to deal with him.

I kicked him away and fired another round into the ground before I jumped back over the bench. Firing two rounds into the bench, I managed to damage a good portion of it. Then I reeled back one of my legs and kicked the damaged portion. The strain knocked a large piece loose.

I picked up the chunk of crystal with my free had and bashed it on one pony's head knocking him out, before I threw it at another pony's head which also knocked him out. I punched another nearby pony in the face and quickly elbowed another, then pistol whipped another.

That was when I felt myself knocked to the ground. This action made me accidentally fire off another round which coincidentally hit a guard in the lower leg. I felt something clinging to my back so I rolled over, pinning the horse. A couple of them approached me while I was on the ground. One took a boot to the face while the other took a bullet to the upper leg.

Time to get back up. How? I have the size and strength advantage. He was the one on the bottom too. Good for me, bad for him.

Still pinned to the ground, I bounced up a little and slammed whoever was on my back to the ground with the full weight of a geared up Navy SEAL. Before I could stand back up, another guard got near me and took a bullet to the leg.

Finally back up, I punched another one in the face and knocked him out. The remaining ponies still conscious and not writhing on the ground in pain looked at me in fear. To be fair, they had watched me take out all but seven of them. To make that worse, I wasn't even close to being tired and they had yet to land a decent hit on me.

As they looked at me in fear, I looked down at my pistol. The slide was locked back. I calmly replaced the magazine with a fresh one. I made sure to keep the old empty magazine by placing it in the same pouch that held the full mag. When I pressed the slide release, the seven standing guards flinched. They were scared. Low morale. Ready to give up. Whatever else applies.

I looked at the six ponies who had attempted to greet me originally. They all had scared faces and were clenching their ears. Even Rainbow, who had been cocky not even five minutes ago, was now looking a little scared. Looking down at myself, I was covered in quite a bit of blood spatter. I looked back up at them, finding that they had been frozen in the exact same stance than earlier.

Closing my eyes, I slowly took a deep breathe. After four seconds, I slowly exhaled. Gradually, I regained my hearing. The first thing I heard? Besides the cries of pain from the guards in massive pain, I heard a few of them whimpering. Like children ready to cry. They weren't used to violence like this. No wonder they needed help from my world. Still, I don't want to fight for them.

I looked at the piece of the crystal bench I had broken off to beat one pony into submission and noticed that it was the size of my torso. I used a piece of crystal the size of my torso to beat someone with. Adrenalin. It's some crazy shit. I flipped the safety on my pistol and holstered it. "I'm sorry. I was mad."

The first one to snap back into reality was Twilight. "What?" she said while shaking her head.

"I'm sorry" I said.

"You're sorry?" asked Twilight. She was incredulous or possibly in shock. Seeing what just happened, it was an appropriate reaction.

I continued my deep breathing. "I am sorry. I was angry and I shouldn't have acted like that." I walked over to the damaged crystal bench and sat down, moving my rifle in the process to get into a comfortable position. I could still feel adrenalin flowing but it was going down.

"I was just mad" I said. "I'm going to be stuck in this place with no possible way to go home." I looked down at my blood stained gloved hands. They weren't even shaking. "Not exactly something for me to be happy about."

I looked back up. They all have the same look of shock and fear. Not a good situation for me. "Go get some medical help for the ones that are bleeding. If you don't, the results won't be pretty."

Standing back up, I walked over to the knocked out princess. "S-S-Step away from the princess!" said one of the still-conscious body guards. I ignored him, proceeded to remove one of my canteens from my vest. Once out, I dumped the contents onto her face.

She quickly sputtered back into consciousness. "What?" asked Celestia immediately. "Pain! Why is there pain?!?"

"Get up you sack of royalty" I said.

She slowly got back up on four hooves. Once up, she clung onto the eye that was swollen and sported a gash. When she rested her good eye on me, she realized what happened. "Guards!" Her body guards only stared at me in silence and fear. She noticed this too and found the unable guards that were on the ground. "G-Guards?"

"Remember Celestia, one of the most elite like you said" I said. "You expected that someone would help you after you permanently removed him from his home away from his friends and family for the rest of his life. I literally have nothing else to live for." I took out my IFAK and started treating her eye.

"You attacked me and more importantly my ponies" said Celestia. "You could have killed them!" She was mad. Standard mood for something like this.

I applied some disinfectant on the gash on her eye, making her wince. "That is the point. I could have killed them but I didn't. It takes me longer to disable someone with nonlethal force than using lethal force."

"What are you?" asked Celestia.

"I am a US Navy SEAL. SEAL stands for Sea, Air, and Land. The short version of everything the SEALs are is that when the going gets impossible, we're sent in. When more than a single SEAL is killed in action in one operation, we call that a massacre" I continued.

"How well do SEALS perform?" Celestia asked.

"Chris Kyle, Navy SEAL sniper that served ten years and accumulated 160 confirmed kills, 255 unconfirmed. He holds the record as a sniper" I said.

"160 confirmed kills?!?" exclaimed Celestia.

"Yes" I replied.

"How long have you served?" asked Twilight.

I looked at her before looking down. "This year was my sixteenth" I replied. It sure has been a while. "Probably was going to retire in another eight." Twenty-four years. Twenty-four years. I was going to be a SEAL for a long time. Still, I had a good sixteen.

Finishing up on her eye, I wrapped bandages around her head to hold gauze against her eye. "And done" I said. I looked down at my Oakley gloves.

"Are you a medic?" asked Twilight.

"No."

"But you know intermediate first aid" said Twilight.

"Seals operate in small teams of less than six usually against an unknown number of assailants. What happens if the medic is killed?" I explained. She didn't answer. I made a good point. "Exactly my point. Teach everyone and everyone is capable of everything." I packed up my IFAK and stuffed it back in its pouch.

Pinkie Pie slowly trotted up to me and asked "Why won't you help Equestria?" She looked like a hurt puppy when she had asked that. The same look a child had when you disappointed one. "Don't you help ponies?"

"Not really" I said. "SEALs are meant for bigger problems like terrorism for the sake of their country. Equestria isn't my country" I said.

They all looked heartbroken by what I had just said. Can't judge them. They might be doomed. Then I realized something very important. "Celestia, you said that you summoned eight others" I said.

"Yes! I did" said Celestia. "Maybe they'll help!"

Eight more Navy Seals. That will be interesting. Wait... "Are you sure that they won't act any differently than I did?" I asked. "You kidnapped me and them. Will they be as happy as I was?"

"Hopefully they won't. I did summon the others from different parts of the world" said Celestia. Different parts of the world? Did she pull us out while we were in the middle of operations?!?

"Are you telling me that you summoned all of us while we were in the middle of operations?!?" I yelled at her.

Celestia looked offended. "No! I only summoned ones that were resting at their respective military forts." Forts? Why did she say forts? Wait. Does she mean bases?!? She took different people out of different bases?!?

"You took different people out of different bases from our world?!?" I yelled.

"Yes?" she said sheepishly. "Why?"

"Then there's a chance that you did not simply take nine SEALs from our world. There's a chance that you took one person out of nine different military forces. Judging from me, they're all different special forces." Then another thought crossed my mind. "Or one special force and eight different terrorist or criminal cells!" If I have to deal with eight different insurgents, I'm shooting someone(well other than the insurgents). "And imagine if they react worse than I did!"

"Then will you help us deal with the eight of them?" Celestia asked.

What? Didn't I answer this already. "I just said I wou-"

Celestia interrupted me. "This time, we are not asking you to fight our war but to find your own people" said Celestia.

Eight more members of my species to keep me company. That would be nice. "Fine." I hope to god that they all speak English.

Author's Note

Fun Fact: The average horse's sense of hearing is several times more sensitive than a human's. In real life, a horse will run away madly when a gunshot sounds out.

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Eight more of my species that all members eight different special forces. That should be interesting.

"So do you even have a fix on their location?" I asked.

"No" Celestia dead panned. Time for the insults. "But I do have an idea on how to find them." Now I'm listening. "We could use your magical signature to find the magical signatures of the other members of your species."

Well that plan is useless now.

Before I could tell her, her horn lit up with a golden hue and a identically colored light formed around me. Like every other attempt when these ponies tried magic on me, it failed. Celestia adopted an expression of confusion. Might have been due to me being the first human in this place. "What?"

"Princess, when I attempted a sleep spell on him, it didn't work" said Twilight.

"Well there's no fucking magic where I'm from" I said. All of them looked me with the same expression as when I punched Celestia in the face.

"No magic?!?" exclaimed most of them.

"And?" I said. Technology or magic? Well technology with no fucking competition. Can magic replicate an aircraft carrier? How about an A-10 flying death plane?

"How do control the weather?" asked Rainbow Dash.

"Or the plants and animals?" asked Fluttershy.

"Or the sun and moon?" asked Celestia.

"Or parties?!" asked Pinkie Pie. What is she snorting?! Seriously, parties?!

My answer shocked them even more. "We don't."

"What?!?" all of them yelled. This included the princess and the guards that were still conscious and functioning.

The first one to recover was Twilight."This does explain why magic doesn't work on" said Twilight. "Wait, this means that we actually have a way of finding the other member of his species!"

"Really? What is it?" asked Celestia.

"Because of his magical signature being in a state of nonexistence, we can create a location point for another void" said Twilight. So a fancy, magic tracking device?

Most of them here were rather confused by her words. "In pony terms" said Rainbow.

Twilight rolled her eyes. "We use magic to find somepony else that has no magic" replied Twilight.

"Then wouldn't we have the risk of finding somepony else with no magic?" asked Rarity.

"That's the thing Rarity. Everypony and thing in Equestria has magic" Twilight said. "And-" Her horn lit up and a purple light surrounded me again. "He's the only one without magic." The purple light disappeared.

Now we're getting somewhere.

I picked up my rifle. "So, where's the first one?" I asked.

Her horn lit up again. "The closest magical voice is somewhere in the.. Everfree Forest" she said.

"What?! That's the most dangerous place in Equestria!" said Celestia.

I wonder if either of them remembers that I don't know anything about this god forsaken place.

She quickly noticed the deadpanned look I was giving her. "Oh sorry" Twilight said. "It's in a forest not far from here." Oh, so she's somewhat competent.

And I can also get somewhere now. "How far and what direction?" I asked. I moved my rifle back into my hands where it belonged.

"What? No!" said Celestia. "We have to deal with this problem first." She gestured at the ponies that I horribly injured.

"Are you really the one that's in charge?" To make my point, I flipped the safety of my rifle. I knew that everyone heard the click and that they feared my weapons, as from the demonstration from my HK. In their eyes, if one of my small weapons did that much damage to the guards that I shot imagine what the big one could do.

"Please, just wait" asked Fluttershy. For some strange reason, it looked like her eyes had somehow grown larger and she seemed smaller in general. "Please?"

Blinking a few times, I answered "No." I looked at Twilight. "Where?" They all glared at me. "Celestia can handle the injured." I pointed at her. "We're in a goddamn town and you are a fucking princess. Use your position and order some other people to help you. It's not any of us are doctors." Again with the lack of common sense. "Now let's go."

Twilight was leading me through the Everfree Forest while Fluttershy, Rainbow, Applejack, Pinkie, and Rarity were following us. They had refused to abandon her friends out of fear that I would do something to her. It was a rational fear. I could tell that Rainbow really didn't like me as she was hovering close behind me. I didn't even have to look at her to tell that she was giving me a bad look.

I don't see why this place is so dangerous. It's just a regular old forest. Then again, it's a forest. There might be bears, wolves, snakes, or other dangerous creatures of that sort. So far, I've seen a few mythological creatures become real so there might be other ones that exist in this world. Probably haven't seen them yet. I don't want to see any others. Unicorns and Pegasi are enough for me. They've done enough.

And what do I do after I find these other humans? Hope they'll keep me company? They're possibly from different countries and I doubt they'll speak English. Well, I speak some Russian so I'd be good if I find any Russians but other than that, I'm pretty much screwed.

Then I/we would have to make living arrangements with the ponies. Would they mind letting me/us stay with them? I doubt they will with how I punched one of their rulers in the face and refuse their cry for help. Food would be another problem, they saw eating meat as a taboo.

Then would the other ponies accept us? I towered over all of them when it came to size and I doubt I didn't appear as anything but opposing. Nine of us, all special forces, in a land of magical ponies. Like that made sense. We're all trained to-

"Excuse me" said Fluttershy interrupting my thoughts. "What are you going to do when you find your friends?"

She makes a good point. "Nothing? Maybe find a way back?" I replied. I don't even have a clue to even start on that. That was when Twilight stopped walking. We all noticed this and stopped to.

"What is it, Twi?" asked Rainbow Dash who was hovering in the air.

Twilight kept her position, looking ahead. "I think we're close" she said.

"Found a clue to his location?" I asked while advancing a few steps.

She kept her position of staring off ahead. "That would be an understatement."

When I was beside her, I found what she meant. Strewn across the ground in front of her were dozens of wolf carcasses. Raising my rifle enough to have it up in an emergency, I slowly tread forward.

Some of the surrounding trees that was facing away from us sported bullet holes. The special thing about the bullet holes was that they were rather shallow and the entry hole sported very few splinters. This meant only one of two things. One, the round had low muzzle energy and velocity when it hit the tree or two, the bullet decided to magically slow down midair by itself. Magic exists in this world but I'm putting my bets on number one.

Taking out my knife, I attempted to dig out the bullet. After a minute or two, my actions were rewarded with a decently intact rifle bullet. What caught my attention was that the bullet was massive! Well, massive for a rifle. I'm not saying it was as big as a .50 BMG round but it was bigger than a 5.56 Nato, 5.45 Soviet, 7.62 Soviet, and 7.62 Nato. Wait, if this bullet was big, why didn't it penetrate more of the tree and why did the entry hole was only a little splintered? Another interesting trait about the bullet was the fact that it was an armor piercing round as evident from the steel penetrator tip. Why was it armor piercing? When I dug out another bullet but from a different tree, I found another large, armor piercing rifle bullet.

Walking over to one of the wolf corpses, I examined it too. The first thing I noticed? It was made of fucking wood! The hell? Is this planet trying to drive me to kill everyone?!?

"They're timberwolves" said Fluttershy who had popped her head over my shoulder.

The hell are timberwolves? "Timberwolves?"

That was when Twilight popped up over my other shoulder. "Timberwolves are magical creatures that are native to this forest. They are creatures that, due to an unknown magic, are entirely made of wood. Despite being made of wood, they act exactly like normal wolves and they often hunt in packs" she explained. Once she was done, she disappeared, leaving me back to my examination.

Looking back at the timberwolf, I looked for the cause of death. Three bullet wounds were the culprit. The flesh of these timberwolves retained the same density and uniformity as a not-so-dense wood so it was much easier to dig the bullet out of it than with the tree from earlier. Again, I found more of the armor piercing rifle bullets that I found in the trees. When this creature died, I have no idea as I have almost no knowledge of these creatures.

Moving over to another wolf, I dug out a few more bullets. Two were the same as the bullets from earlier but one was more familiar to me. It was a 9mm pistol round. Interestingly enough, it was also armor piercing as some of the bullet's jacket had peeled away, revealing a steel penetrator.

This was getting familiar to me. Very few countries issued pistols with armor piercing ammo to their troops. The only two I knew off was Russia and China. I hope to god it's the Russian. I don't speak a lick of Chinese.

Standing up from the timberwolf corpse I was hunched over, I started walking forward.

"Where are you going?" asked Rainbow.

"Were we trying to find other members of my species or were we here to take a dump in the woods?" I said to her.

After a mere four meters, I began to spot shell casings on the ground. A lot of shell casings. In addition to those shell casings, I found more and more wolf corpses.

Had a battle taken place here? The number of shells and the number of corpses was ridiculous!

And where were the footsteps? I had found shell casings indicating a firearm but where were the foot steps? No member of any self respecting special forces would not wear boots. Had they been covered up?

Then there was blood. Not the strange, sap like blood of the timberwolves but red blood that most likely belonged to a human. This was not good.

The others noticed the blood too."Seal..." said Twilight.

"I know" I said.

I was about to began trekking again, when we all heard an ominous and loud roar. It sounded close and we did not need this right now.

All seven of us reacted by hiding. Rarity, Pinkie, and Fluttershy hid behind trees while the rest of us hid behind the same bush.

Rainbow was the first to speak. "What was that?" she whispered.

Twilight was going to speak when I held my hand over her mouth. I held my other hand up and waved it over my throat a few times, hoping that they would get the gesture of silence. Taking my hand away from her mouth, I slowly pulled away a small part of the bush to take a sit rep.

Behind the bush, I spotted roughly four timberwolves. The only difference was that these were alive. Sitting back down, the three of them looked at me. "Three of those wolves" I whispered.

"What!" Twilight shouted in a whispering tone. I clamped my hand over her mouth again. After a few seconds of silence, I took hold of my rifle again.

"That's too loud to use" whispered Applejack. "You'll just attract more."

Flipping the safety of my rifle, I pulled out the large suppressor that I carried for my rifle. Before I attacked it, I took out my other canteen and poured a slight amount of water down the opening of the suppressor before I started screwing it onto the rifle. "What are you doing?" Twilight asked silently.

Once the suppressor was on correctly, I slowly assumed a crouching position, aiming my rifle at the wolves. All four of them were still milling about. They presented easy targets.

Reaching down with my left hand, I grasped a nearby rock before tossing it in the opposite direction. All four of them heard it and held their heads up to find the source. While they were distracted, I started shooting.

Now when you're by yourself and you face a group of enemies that do not know of your location, who do you shoot first? The answer? The last one or the one that the others won't noticed getting shot. Never aim for the leader which would be the alpha(I think) in this case.

The first one went down pretty easily with three quickly placed shots. The suppressor did a good job of making the shots silent but the thing about suppressors is that it only makes them bearable. It would still sound like a little like a quiet firecracker. Just as the wolves noticed this, I put down another one down with two shots.

The other two wolves now noticed me and started running towards me. I focused on the closer one and fired six more shots. Two connected and killed that one. Just as the last one was nearing, I let my rifle fall from my hands and reached for my knife. Just as it prepared to bite me, I stabbed it in the head, stopping it.

Pulling out my knife, I wiped away the blood/sap on my pants leg before sheathing it. "It's good to come out now" I said.

Twilight, Rainbow, and Applejack just popped out of the bush and stood beside me while the other three walked over to us. "What was that?" asked Rainbow.

What is this little pain talking about now? "What was what?"

Does she mean the sound of my suppressed rifle? "That cracking?" I asked for confirmation.

"Yes! What else would I be talking about?" she said.

I held up my M4a1. "Why this of course" I replied.

"What?!" she exclaimed.

"Why didn't it make that boomin sound?" asked Applejack.

"Cause it can fire quietly too" I said.

All six of them glared at me. "You mean when you gave us hearing damage, you did that on purpose?!?" yelled Rainbow.

They were being asses. "Yes" I replied.

Rainbow hovered up to me and held up her hooves in the same way you would hold up your hands to gesture that you wanted to strange them. "One day!" she said. I'd like to see her try. The last time I checked, she's a three foot tall cartoon pony and I'm a six foot tall US Navy Seal armed with guns.

Continuing on, we found more shell casings and timberwolf corpses. Where was he? And how much ammo does he have? I'm pretty sure I've found close to two hundred shell casings so far.

Then we found the first blast crater. The crater was set in the mud and spanned a few yards in diameter. The explosion had been near a tree as there was a collapsed one beside the edge of the crater. "What in Equestria could have caused that?!?" exclaimed Twilight.

I reached into my vest and pulled out one of my frags. "Standard frag grenade" I said while holding it up for her to see. "Do you know what a yard is?"

"A what?" she asked.

"It's a unit of measurement for length" I explained to her. I moved the grenade in my hands to get her attention. "This is a frag grenade. Specifically, it's an M67 frag, short for fragmentation, explosive device that is lethal up to around twenty yards and it can disperse pieces of shrapnel up to three hundred yards."

"What would that be used for?!?" exclaimed a very shocked Rarity

Do these ponies suffer from short term memory loss or something? "Rarity, his species are meant for war" said Twilight.

"Yes but to make something like that is brutish and unnecessary" said Rarity. And that is how I know that she's a prissy little diva.

"Hey, what's that!" said Pinkie.

"What's what?" asked Twilight.

The bouncing pink drug addict was hopping in front of a timber wolf corpse. It was a regular corpse but stuck in its head was a shovel. It was a Spetsnaz throwing shovel/E-tool to be specific.

I gripped the shovel and tore it out of the wolf's head. "It's a Spetsnaz throwing shovel" I said.

"Who throws a shovel?" asked Applejack.

Spetsnaz. Crazy Russian sons a bitches you'll ever meet. They're one of the very few special forces that can actually compete with Seals. Now the question is where is he? Spetsnaz that use throwing shovels treasure them like a serviceman's porn stash.

"Seal..." Fluttershy said. Oh no. The last time she only said one word and it was with the same tone too. Looking at Fluttershy, I found him. The Spetsnaz in question was pinned by three dead timberwolves.

Sighing, I walked over to the corpse. Moving away the wolf corpses, I revealed the Spetsnaz's remains. His body was wracked with various small wounds and blood stained several portions of his combat uniform. He died from blood loss. Must have been injured while fighting these wolves and when three attacked him he was able to kill them. Pinned under the weight of three corpses, he must not have been able to move them as he would have been too weak from blood loss. The knife still clutched in his hand proves it.

A tragic death.

The corpse still had it's weapons, sans the throwing shovel and knife which I currently had in my possession. I recognized his rifle as a Vintorez rifle.

The VSS Vintorez, an integrally suppressed sniper rifle that fires a 9x39mm subsonic, armor piercing round at a fixed full auto rate of 600 rounds a minute(yes, it's a full auto sniper rifle). There is no standard round for this rifle. It's all armor piercing except for training ammo. Despite being a low velocity round, it holds a lot of power because of the fact that the 9mm rifle round it fires is at least double the weight of a regular 7.62 Soviet round. The subsonic ammo and the integrated suppressor makes this weapon one of the very few weapons that I would call silenced, not supressed. Other than the massive integrated suppressor, it had a high power scope.

His sidearm was a GSH18. Basically, it's a 9mm pistol fed from double stacked magazine. It's just like any other 9mm pistol except for the fact that it only has around seventeen parts in total. That's rather low compared to the thirty something parts a Glock is made of.

Both guns were empty. He simply didn't run out of ammunition as he still had full magazines on him. He had no time to reload when cornered so he switched to his shovel, then his knife.

Reaching down, I grabbed a few fresh magazines and reloaded his, now my, guns. After that, I took off my backpack and rifle to sling the VSS across my back before I took his drop holster to fix it across my left leg. Then I took the pouches off of his load bearing vest and attached them to the various molle portions of my backpack. Lastly, I took the sheathes that held his throwing shovel and knife.

"You're just going to steal from his body?" asked Rarity.

"What?" I asked. I turned my head to look at them and found that they were all looking at me. "If it's morality, then I have no issue. He's not using it."

"But it's downright disrespectful" said Applejack.

"You can strip the weapons off of the dead where I'm from" I said. I re-donned my backpack and picked up my rifle, ready to travel again.

In addition to my standard weapons, I now had a VSS sniper rifle with 7 twenty round magazines filled with armor piercing rounds, a GSH18 with 5 eighteen round magazines which were strangely filled with armor piercing rounds, three more frag grenades, another knife, and a throwing shovel.

That Spetsnaz really did used up a lot of his ammo. They're generally issued with close to 400 rounds of ammo for their primary weapon(the primary gunner carries even more), twelve magazines for their pistol, and six frags. He also didn't have a backpack. He either never had one in the first place or discarded it.

One last thing. Reaching down, I removed the Spetsnaz's dog tags and took a look at them. They had no name or anything of that sort. It only had his serial number and blood type. I sighed and hung it across my neck. I hate it when someone in the military dies. They only died trying to protect their country. Here, he was trying to protect himself in a foreign land. I dusted myself off and stood back up.

I was about to take my first step when I realized something rather strange. "Fluttershy" I called out.

"Yes?" she answered.

"You said that you take care of animals, right?" I asked.

"Yes?" she answered.

"What else lives in this forest?" I asked.

"Why are you asking now?" Twilight asked.

"Earlier, we hid from a roar, right?" I said. "Since when do wolves roar?" Adding in to my statement, a large lion with bat wings and a scorpion tale ran out of the brush and roared. Fuck.

Calm or Angry?

The lion/bat/scorpion hybrid finished roaring and charged at me. I immediately dropped my M4a1 and shot my right hand towards my HK45c. I almost succeeded in drawing it but I wouldn't have been able to do as so in time so I jumped out of the way, narrowly dodging the creature. Once I hit the ground, my left hand went to the GSH18 strapped to my left leg as my right hand was now pinned to the ground by accident.

Once out, I drew a bead on the creature's head with the Russian pistol. Nothing says fuck you like a good bullet to the face. "Wait!" Fluttershy yelled. What in the hell is she thinking? Oh, wait. Animal caretaker. I almost forgot about that.

Standing up, I passed the pistol to my right hand and pointed it up in the air. Gun safety people. Always practice it no matter what.

Fluttershy flew over to the lion. "Oh you must be mad that we're invading your territory, little fella" she said in a loving voice. "I'm sorry that we did that but could you let us pass right through?" The lion nodded and swatted her out of the air with one paw, sending her flying into a tree. So much for that idea.

I immediately took aim again and fired a round, hitting it in the face. Too bad the 9mm round wasn't even close to being powerful enough to faze it as the lion creature started charging again. I fired another round, this time grazing it's face which only pissed it off even more than it currently was.

The instant it closed the distance between the two of us, it swatted the pistol out of my hands and grinned at me. My hands went down to my HK45c but it swung it's other paw at me. Not wanting to die, I immediately cancelled my action and jumped to the left seeing the paw narrowly missed me. It saw this and prepared to bite me.

Once again, for the second time that day, I felt adrenalin course through my veins. My heart raced and time slowed down again. I was a god again.

Now any sane man would try to get out of the way but I was already too close to it. Instead, I headbutted the lion as it's jaws neared my head. When my helmeted head made contact with it's nose, a loud crack sounded through the air, telling everyone that it's nose was broken.

Reeling it's head back, the lion screamed in pain. Before it could try anything, I decked it in the face with a left hook before throwing a right hook at it's midsection. It recovered quickly before it swung another paw at me. I redirected the aim of the manticore's swing so that it missed me before I sent a punch to it's upper arm/foreleg and kicked it's left leg. The kicked worked and managed to knock the lion off balance a little but it fell to the ground when I kicked it in the chest. Once on the ground, I punched it once in the face and once in the torso/midsection area.

Then something hit me in the back and I felt a pulling action on my vest. Turning around, I saw that it's scorpion stinger had gotten stuck in my vest. It must have tried to use it's tail on me. Looking back at the lion, I punched it again in the face and the chest.

Pulling out my HK45c, I took aim at it's face. "Wait!" I heard Fluttershy yelled. Everyone, including me, looked at her like she was crazy. It didn't help that she was bleeding from her head.

"Are you fucking joking?" I asked her.

"You don't need to kill it" she said.

"What?!" I yelled. I looked down at the lion. "This lion tried to kill you and me!"

"That manticore was only defending it's territory" said Fluttershy said. "We were trespassing."

"It still-" I started saying but stopped when I realized something. It was defending it's territory. Plain and simple. It had done nothing wrong. Trespass on a military base and its inhabitants will shoot or arrest you. Do the same with an animal's territory and it will attack you.

I looked down at the manticore and saw that it was ready to cry. Funny, it was easily bigger than me and probably outclassed me in weight size but here it was, on the ground and ready to cry. I close my eyes and shook my head before I stepped away from it. Now free, the manticore rose to its paws and ran off.

I breathed in and out, practicing my deep breathing techniques. My heart returned to normal levels and I lost the feeling of my adrenalin rush. Slowly, I holstered my HK45c and walked over to where the GSH18 had fallen, picking it up. I holstered it too, before I went to where I dropped my M4a1 one. Picking it up, I dusted it off before I exchanged the half empty mag for a new one. The one that was previously in it had been partially expended from stopping Twilight & her friends and stopping the timberwolves. Then I removed the suppressor and tucked it back into my vest.

I walked over to Fluttershy and pulled out my IFAK kit. "That was brave of you" I said to her. The source of the bleeding on her head was a rather nasty gash. I also noticed that she had a bunch of nasty scrapes and bruises across her back that were most likely from when she was sent flying into a tree. I did my best to remove the bits of splinters, bark, and small sticks stuck in her gashes and scrapes when it came to dressing her wounds. I wasn't a corpsman but I could fix the basic problems.

"Disinfectant" I said to her to which she answered with a whimper. Unlike other SEALS/grunts/jarheads/etc, I had iodine in my IFAK. How and why? That's for me to know. Opening the tiny three ounce plastic bottle, I dribbled small amounts of it onto the gashes and then the gash on her head. She bit her lip from the pain but stopped after a few seconds. Taking out the bandages, I finished up on her injuries.

"Thank you" said Fluttershy.

"You are welcome" I said while packing away my IFAK.

Holding my M4a1 in my hands, I walked back over to the Spetnaz's corpse. That feeling of sadness pang back in my being. If that manticore didn't interrupt me, I would have just left his body here. Taking out the throwing shovel, I started digging a hole. Ah, this brings me to good old times. Digging trenches and holes as a punishment or exercise.

After the hole was deep enough, I lifted the Spetsnaz's corpse and buried him. After filling the hole, I fashioned a cross out of two sticks. Soldiers deserve better.

After taking my rifle back in my hands, I started walking back to Ponyville. The entire time, the six that accompanied me tried to coax a conversation out of me but I stayed silent. I had no desire to talk.

Once we were backed to Ponyville, I returned to the damaged crystal bench, the one that was in front of Twilight's structurally unsound castle, and sat down on it. Time passed. Other ponies passed by. I was bothered. I ignored it.

Until now. "I'm sorry." That voice. It was Celestia. I turned to see her still injured face. "I see that you have a few new additions to your arsenal." My hands tensed around my rifle. I looked away from her and continued looking forward.

What or who next? "One dead. How many more?" I asked. "The deadliest soldiers in all of my world's history. Nine in total, one alive, one dead, and seven unaccounted for."

"I did not know of these consequences" said Celestia.

I took both hands from my rifle and laid them on my lap. "And look what it did."

Then someone new appeared. This pony was also an alicorn, kinda like Celestia. However, she was different as she was shorter, blue, and looked younger. She wore similar, but differently colored, pieces of jewelry similar to Celestia's. She was most likely another princess of this world. "Was this the creature that assaulted you?" she asked.

"Yes" I replied.

She gave me a scowl. "I did not ask you, creature." She spat at my feet. "I see neither use or intelligence in you. Leave so that I may speak with my sister."

Me? An insolent creature? "Insolent? I am insolent?!" I said while standing up, towering over her. Like Celestia, she was much taller than the normal ponies and was only shorter than her equal by a few inches. However, she was still shorter than I was, barely reaching my neck if you didn't count her horn.

"Luna" said Celestia. "Don't tempt him."

Luna decided not to take her sister's warning. "Now learn your place or I will teach it to you" she threatened me. I blinked before scowling at her. She smiled. "Good now-"

Her speech was interrupted when I lifter her up in the air with my right arm by her throat. "You learn your place!" I yelled in her face as she choked. "Me being insolent?!? Your fucking sister tore me out of my fucking home, away from my family, friends, and home!" I reached down and drew my newly acquired GSH18 with my free hand, pointing it at her face.

Celestia took a cautious step forward. "Please, Luna was-" I pointed the pistol in her direction and fired a round. It didn't hit her but the round severed a small lock of her hair. Like all previous experiences with gunshots, she clutched her ears with her hooves.

I aimed the pistol back at Luna's still choking face. "Next time, leave me the fuck alone or I will put a bullet in you!" With that, I dropped her to the ground and she took in precious breathes of air with her regained ability to breath.

I sat back down and holstered my pistol. "And remember, twenty of your guards weren't able to disable me and your world's magic doesn't work on me."

Celestia sat down next to me. "That was uncalled for."

"And her actions weren't?" I asked.

"True but she's just stressed from the foreign issue at hoof" said Celestia. "The one that you're not assisting us with. We've already suffered forty-five casualties."

She's still pressing this issue on me? "The bloodiest war in my country's history led to over four hundred thousand total deaths. That was only my country." I looked down at Luna who was still choking a little. "By the time the war ended, the estimated number of deaths ranged from sixty to ninety million."

Luna got back up and looked at me, incredulous at my words. "Ninety million deaths?!?" she croaked out.

"Ninety million" I said, confirming her words "You simply do not remove a person from their home without any transgressions. I served in my country's military to protect my country not someone else's."

Can I Ask You Something?

A new life in a new world. Of course, a new world means a new species. With a new species, there's a new culture. A new culture means new ideals and standards.

Why was I here? The same reason as every other call, they need someone to do their dirty work. Politicians, a bunch of silver-spoon-up-the-ass idiots.

Do you know what I really hate about my current situation? That I'm hungry.

I set my rifle aside and took off my backpack, placing it on the bench beside me and started searching through it. Soon, I found what I was looking for, a packaged set of cardboard MRE. Well, it was actually macaroni and cheese but it may as well have been cardboard. It's not that I hate MREs as I actually do enjoy eating one. What I'm just saying is that I like a steak better.

As I ate, I heard rustling behind me. I drew my HK45c and aimed it at the only bush that was behind me. Swallowing what was in my mouth, I said "I know you're there and any ill intent will result in injury. Step out slowly and we will have no quarrel. You will say nothing and try nothing."

The bush started rustling again and slowly, a small red hair, yellow filly stepped out of the bush. Her most notable feature was the bow in her hair. What does she need?

Well, at least I don't have to hold a gun on someone so I holstered my pistol. "Any reason why you're here?" I asked her.

"Mah sister told me bout your problem" said the pony kid/girl/female child/whatever the hell pre-adolescent female ponies are called. Other than my confusion for what she was, I found it weird how she showed no nervousness to being around me to speaking to me. Strange. Also, sister? Well, from her accent, I'm guessing her sister was that country pony's. Applejack was it?

Finding the other seven, being away from my friends and family, having no purpose to live, having to learn a culture, living in a country that's at war, or one of the other many problems that I have to deal with because of a horribly thought out solution of an idiotic ruler to a different problem that I was supposed to deal with? "Which one?" I asked.

"What Celestia did ta yah" replied the girl pony(guess I'll have to stick with that). "How you don't have your family and friends anymore." Oh, that one. "I feel sorry for yah, even if yah hurt those ponies."

I let out a light sigh. "Look, I was a little mad" I said.

"Over being away from your home?" asked the girl pony.

"Yes" I deadpanned. Nope, not going to show any tact. Doesn't really matter anymore. I'm in a god damn land of magical ponies and rainbows. "So why are you here?"

She reached into the bush and pulled out a basket of apples. "I was hoping to cheer you up" said the pony.

With apples? It's thoughtful and all but who cheers someone up with apples? "With apples?" I asked.

"Yeah!" said the pony with excitement. "I bucked them myself!"

Wait, she did what?! "You what to the apples?"

"Buck. You know, kicking a tree with your hindlegs" she replied.

Oh, thank god. She meant the thing when animals kick out with their hindlegs. "Okay then." She walked, well trotted, over to the bench with the basket in her mouth. Once here, she held the basket up to me. Picking one of them up, I bit into it. "Well thanks for the-" Oh my god, this apple is fucking amazing.

"Are yah cheered up now?" she asked.

"Look, I like the apples and whatnot but that doesn't make me forget what Celestia did. I'm homeless with no money and everyone I know is now permanently gone." I took another bite of the apple.

Another bite. "Aw... At least you like the apples?" said the pony. Another bite.

"It was a kind gesture." I was about to take another bite of the apple when I noticed it was now only a core. I tossed it away behind myself. "Is your sister Applejack?"

"Yeah! My name is Apple Bloom!" Of course it's also of relation to an apple. Well, at least I actually have something to refer to her by.

"Imagine if you no longer had your friends, your home, and your sister. Imagine how you'd feel. Do you think some apples would cheer you up?" I asked her.

"No" she replied. "Can ah ask yah something?" I nodded.

She looked away from me. "Why do yah wear all that stuff?"

"It is-" Well not anymore. "Was for my profession."

"Like your job?" asked Apple Bloom. "Weren't you part of your home's royal guards?"

To put it in simple terms. "Yes."

"Then why do yah need all that?" asked Apple Bloom. "Our guards wear armor and they only carry a sword or a spear."

Because knights are nowhere even close to being as dangerous as any trained soldier with a gun. "Because where I'm from, I have to deal with things a lot worse than what your guards deal with."

"But you're here now, why don't you take it off?" she asked. She does have a point but...

She's pretty smart. "Old habits die hard I guess."

"Can you at least take off the helmet?" she asked.

"Yeah, why not?" I said. I unbuckled my helmet and slid it off my helmet, revealing my short black hair.

"It's short" she said.

"Yeah. I'm supposed to keep it short. It's a requirement for our guards" I said.

She tilted her head and looked at me questioningly. The weirdly large size of her head made this even more effective. "Why? Our guards have long manes." They're god damn horses, that's why they have long hair, er mane as I should call it.

"So the hair doesn't get in the way" I said. "Sometimes, does your hair fall in front of your face, blocking everything? Our guards are supposed to be prepared for any scenario, even if it's as simple as that."

Her eyes darted to my chest. "Why does your armor look weird?"

"What do you mean?" I asked her.

"You're armor. It's all... Not metallish or knightish" said Apple Bloom.

Knight armor. Antique pieces of decoration if you're from the US but if your from here, it's the latest "gear" with the most "advances" and will guarantee some protection. To be fair, their swords would cut right through my vest. Minus the ceramic plates of course. Those might shatter under the force of a mace or something. "You mean my vest?" I patted it a few times. "It's to protect me from bullets."

"Bull its?" she asked.

"Bullets. B-U-L-L-E-T-S. One word" I enunciated. I grabbed my M4a1 and slowly pull back on the charging handle back once, ejecting a round onto my lap. Lying the rifle on my lap, I picked up the bullet and held it up for her to see. "That is a bullet."

"How is that any dangerous?" she asked.

This kid and her questions. "Right now, it's not dangerous. However, when it's in the thing that I just took it out of, it's incredibly dangerous and ready to be used" I said. "Do you know what a crossbow and a slingshot is?" She nodded. "Well, my weapon is like a mix between the two. The only difference is that it sends the bullet fast enough to punch through any type of guard armor. Yes, this includes the same type of armor that your guards wear."

"Then why doesn't everypony use those?" she asked while pointing at my M4a1 with a free hoof.

"Because they're only from my home land" I said. "And I won't let anyone borrow my weapons because of what your princess did." I pocketed the free 5.56 round and flipped my rifle to safe. Then I sat it aside and continued eating my MRE. "Any other questions?"

"Yes! What are yah eatin?" she asked with a horrified look on her face.

I looked down at the mac n cheese MRE. "Military food" I replied.

"Is it supposed tah-"

Looks like a bag of melted wax? "Yes." Doesn't stop me from eating it. "And no, it does not taste good at all."

"Then why are yah eating it?!" she asked.

"Cause I like the taste." I finished it up and tossed the remains behind me.

"Can ah ask yah one last thing?" Apple Bloom asked.

"What?"

"Can ah just sit here with yah?"

I picked up my helmet and placed it back on my head, buckling it back in. "Sure."

She hopped up onto the bench and rested her head against my leg. "Yah seem like yah need the company. My granny always says that no one should ever be lonely."

"Loneliness is a but a simple yet deadly curse" I said. "But it is easily cured."

Day One

I looked at the pony, Apple Bloom, that was lying on my lap. I looked up at, well towards the general direction, of the sun. It was low. I checked my watch. It was a little after six.

"It's getting late, you should head back to your parents" I said.

"Right, my parents" she said, seeming uneasy about her words. It was subtle but I could sense it. Abusive parents maybe? No, can't be. She has no signs of physical abuse and she's not wearing any form of clothing to hide anything. It's not mental abuse either. She was pretty calm and collected yesterday. Wasn't shy either. No parents? A granny and big sister. Yes, she has no parents. Oh dear.

"Sorry for mentioning it" I said.

"What?" she asked.

"Sorry for mentioning your parents. I can tell that the topic isn't a good one for you." I laid a hand on her back and started to slowly pet her. "I know how bad it is."

"How?" she asked me.

"You do not go through with my career without seeing a few losses." Or be the one who caused those losses. "My life hasn't been easy or simple. I've experienced a lot. Too much by most standards but I stuck by. It was my choice to do that."

She looked up at me. "Why?"

"Because it was my choice" I replied. "Come on, let's get you home." I hoisted her up into my arms while standing up.

I was about to step off when I realized something. I shifted Apple Bloom to one arm before I turned around and picked up my rifles and backpack. "Can't be forgetting those" I said with a smile. I had to jump around a little and I also had to shift Apple Bloom around a few times but I managed to get my backpack on and my rifles slung across my back.

She chuckled at me. "No you shouldn't" said Apple Bloom in agreement with me.

"So where do you live?"

Half an hour or so later, we reached a large farm that unsurprisingly held groves of apple trees, all of them barely taller than I was. "We grow apples" she said with absolutely no excited tone in her voice.

"No I never realized that. The 'apple' in you and your sister's name, the trees that I see, and the apples from that gift definitely told me that you grew apples. Hey, did you know that the sky is red?" I said with absolutely no sarcasm in my voice. Absolutely no sarcasm at all. Absolutely none.

"Where's your sister or grandmother?" I asked.

A new voice sounded out. It was a deep male voice and he was likely someone who was protective of little Apple Bloom. "How bout her big brother?" said the new voice. "Put her down or ahm puttin you down." I turned around and saw a massive red pony. He was big, not nearly as big as Celestia but was easily a head taller than the other ponies that I had seen today. Another thing I noticed was that he was very built.

Apple Bloom spoke up. "Don't, he's-"

"Let me deal with this" he interrupted her.

"But-"

"Bloom, let me deal with this."

"But-"

"Bloom. Enough."

I carefully set her down to my left. "It isn't what you think" I said.

"Looks like a strange monster was holding my sister" he said.

"I was just taking her home. No bad intentions" I said.

"Right." And then he charged. While Apple Bloom jumped away to keep herself away from the mess, I sidestepped to avoid getting tackled. When he was close enough, I slammed my elbow onto his back while simultaneously tripping his front legs. When he fell to the ground, I grabbed his neck and held him in a choke hold while rolling him over, leaving me pinned to the ground but him in a more effective hold. He struggled to get out but only made his body's reserves of oxygen lessen .

"Don't hurt him!" yelled Apple Bloom. He continued struggling in arms but he started to slow down in terms in movement. "Please!" Before he lost consciousness, I let go and pushed him off of me. Before he could take any action, I drew my knife and rushed over to position it over his neck. He froze immediately.

"Careful now. I sometimes use that to shave" I said to him. His eyes were more focused on my knife than me. "Here." I moved the knife away and flipped it around, presenting it to him. My vest and it's extras covered my entire upper chest and upper arms, there was a kevlar neck covering, and going for the minor limbs aren't going to kill anyone quickly. I know my knife could cut through my kevlar neck covering with a stab so... "Go for my head or neck with a stab. Everything else has too much covering or armor."

He grabbed the knife with his left hoof(seriously, how the hell do hooves work) and eyed me. "Just takin her home?" he asked. I nodded. "Suppose no harm done." He looked down at the knife and then back to me. "Other than my back."

"Sorry bout that" I said.

He smiled at me. "You have a second knife do you?"

I reached behind me, under my backpack where I hid the Spetsnaz's knife, and pulled out the blade. "Yeah" I replied with a smile. "Then again, drawing a knife takes time. Time that you could use to take a stab but now, that time is gone. Then again..." I reached back and tucked the knife back in its sheathe.

"Eeyup." He turned the knife around and presented it to me. "Here." I took it and returned it to the sheathe.

I got back on my feet. "Here." I held my gloved hand out. He grasped it and I pulled him up to his feet, erm, hooves. "Good?"

"Eeyup."

"No hard feelings?"

"Eeyup."

"Want a free shot?" I smiled while asking that question.

"Eeyup" he answered with a smile that mirrored mine.

"Maybe later. I'm wearing way too much body armor and gear for you to hurt me." I dusted myself off and walked back over to Apple Bloom with Big Mac following me.

"Big Mac! Are you okay?" he asked.

"No harm no foul" said Big Mac. "Don't suppose yahr hungry?"

I had an MRE a few hours ago so why not? "I could eat again."

"You're going tah love granny's cooking!" said Apple Bloom. She then proceeded to run off.

I looked at Big Mac. "Let me guess, apple related or based food?" I asked. He nodded. "Figured." I started walking in the direction that

"So what an who are you?" Big Mac said while following me.

"Just call me Seal. As for who I am? I'm a SEAL" I replied.

"SEAL?" asked Big Mac.

"It's an acronym for Sea, Air, Land. The short is that I'm a member of one of the single most effective special forces from my world" I explained.

"Your world?"

"Your princess thought it would be a good idea to pull some people from my world to help her with some internal conflict or something. Course, every single person she pulled happened to be a member of a special forces from different militaries or something like that" I further explained.

"Are those weapons?" he asked.

He was behind me so he was most likely eyeing my pistols or rifles. I put my left hand on my M4a1. "One of these?"

"Eeyup."

"Then yes. They're my primary means of doing my job." I used the same hand to pull out my GSH18. "This is a backup weapon. To put it short, it propels a small piece of copper and lead at over a thousand feet a second via a small contained explosion. That small, fast moving piece of copper and lead can tear through flesh, bone, muscle, fur, clothing, metal plating to an extent, and just about anything." I reholstered my pistol. "The bigger ones are basically a bigger version of my sidearm. It is very, very dangerous in the wrong hands or hooves in your case."

"Are they in the right hoo- er, hands?" ask Big Mac.

"That can be debated. Yes I am using it against the quote bad guys unquote but I still end lives with them" I said.

"Well ah trust yah" said Big Mac. "You seem trustworthy."

"Well two sidearms, two primary weapons, two knives, and a shovel means that no one can say or do anything about it" I said.

"Shovel?"

"Imagine a sharpened shovel meant for throwing."

"Well ah still trust yah."

"Well your sister doesn't" I said.

"Apple Bloom? She seems to trust yah enough to let you hold her."

"Your other sister, Applejack."

"What'd yah do?" he asked.

I thought back to when I caused hearing damage to all of them. "Long story." By now, we had reached their home after passing a large red barn. On the front porch of the house was the one pony that we were just talking about. "Speak of the devil."

"You!" she yelled upon seeing me.

I looked at Big Mac behind me. "I think you're sister wants you" I said to him while taking a step aside.

"Ahm not talking about Big Mac. Ahm talking about you, Seal!" said Applejack.

"Yes?" I said.

"What are you doin here?" asked Applejack.

"Oh uh I walked over here because my legs function properly" I replied.

"Yah know what ahm asking!" said Applejack.

"I brought Apple Bloom home and Big Mac here-" I turned to look at him. "Invited me for dinner." I looked back at Applejack.

Applejack was glaring at her brother. "Ah know we've been tellin you tah make more friends but him? Really?" said Applejack.

"Applejack! What is wrong with yah talkin about our guest this way!?" demanded Big Mac.

"Do you know what our guest is?" asked Applejack.

"Seal? He's a SEAL" said Big Mac.

"Do you know what he's done? Earlier today, he beat up twenty guards!"

Big turned to look at me. "Guess he had good reason since he's still here." He looked back at Applejack. "He hasn't been arrested. Seems like nopony decided to do anythin to him especially with how you know bout it."

Applejack's frown grew. "Confound you and your logic, Big Mac!" she said. She turned tail, literally in this case, and walked into the house.

Big Mac turned to look at me. "Good one" I said.

"Eeyup." He walked into the house through the front door.

I followed suit but not without hitting my head on the door's frame. It didn't hurt because of my kevlar helmet but I was still surprised. "God damn it!" Inside, I could heard Apple Bloom laughing. "Okay, I'll admit it was funny." I ducked my head down and walked in.

Other than the three apple siblings, I saw someone new. She was a light green elderly mare and I'm guessing that she was the granny that Apple Bloom had mentioned earlier.

"Now Apple Bloom" she said. "I know yah said that he'll surprise me but ah expected a creature that ah at least know off. Don't suppose ah can get your name?"

"Sorry for not being a pony?" I said.

"Oh it's alright dearie. Ahm Granny Smith."

"Just call me Seal" I said.

"Now if what Apple Bloom has told me is true, Big Mac invited yah for supper?" she asked.

"Yes ma'am" I replied.

"Then wash your hooves and sit down!" said Granny.

"And why don't yah lose some of that gear?" Applejack said with obvious distaste in her voice.

"Guess I should" I said.

Big Mac left the room. "Ah'll get an extra chair."

"Grab me two will you?" Seconds later, Big Mac came back with two chairs on his back. How he got them on his back in the first place, I will never know. He placed one chair at the table and one in front of me. "Thanks." I started my hanging my backpack and rifles on the chair. Then sections and portions of my vest were next and then the vest itself. The jacket to my combat uniform and my helmet were the last to come off.

When I turned around, I found that everything was already set up including my position at the table. Everyone was seated and waiting for me. "Aren't you goin to take off the rest of that stuff?" Applejack asked from her seat.

I walked over and sat down in the obviously minuscule chair. At least it was able to hold my weight. "No" I said. "The rest of this stays on. Sides, there's nothing wrong with a grey shirt and pants." Still was wearing two pistols and my primary knife.

The food, like I had guessed earlier, was all apple based food.

"So Seal, what do you do?" Granny asked while handing out food.

"Military" I replied.

"Like the royal guard?"

"You could say that." Nope. Nothing even close to that. I actually feel a little sick saying that.

"Is that why you're bigger than Big Mac?" Granny asked.

"Hey!" Big Mac said.

"The only difference is that the difference between the royal guard and what I am is that what is a little harder to get into. That and we're called SEALS. Before you ask, it's an acronym that stands for Sea, Air, Land." I looked down at my plate. Apple stuffed sweet potatoes. Looks tasty.

"What do yah mean by harder to get into?" Apple Bloom asked.

"Out of two hundred candidates, about twenty will become a SEAL. It's a long and painful process that weeds out the weak minded ones" I replied. Everyone else was eating and was basically eating it from the plate directly into their mouths. 'No eating utensils, I guess.' I grabbed one by band and bit into it. "Oh my god, I think my mouth died and went to heaven."

Granny Smith looked up from her meal. "Why thanks! It's mah own recipe."

"How much can you bench?" Applejack asked.

I stopped eating. "Now that's a strange question to ask during a meal" I said. That part is only true if you are not a gathering of body builders.

"Why? Afraid that it's not much?" said Applejack.

I frowned. "Now land's sake child. Why do yah hate the stallion?" ask Granny.

"No reason" she lied with obviousness. She played poker, she would have lost her farm in less than five minutes. "But how much do you bench?"

I rubbed my chin a little. "Two eighty, maybe two ninety?" I replied. Everyone stopped eating and looked at me. "What?"

"Are yah sure that's right?" Applejack asked.

"Yes? What's with the weird looks?"

"Ahm at one ninety-two" said Big Mac.

"Oh that's why." There's a really big difference between the two of us. "Well it might be because of our difference in size. I'm a good two feet taller than you."

"True" said Big Mac.

"Why are you in Equestria? You said that this wasn't your world" asked Granny.

I stopped eating again. This topic once again. "Celestia used magic to bring nine of my kind to your world, Equestria. She apparently needs our help" I replied.

"That's nice" said Granny.

"Cept he's not helpin Equestria" said Applejack.

Both Granny and Big Mac looked at me. I stopped eating and looked at them. "Your beloved princess took me from my world. Me, an active member of the military. That could be considered an act of war! Not only that but she left me without my friends, my family, and my home. Other than what's on me, I have no money, no property, and no assets. Even worse, I have no way to go back home. Knowing this, she still expected me to help her. I refused by punching her in the face." I stood up and pushed my meal away. "I lost my appetite because someone here decided to be an ass." I went over to the chair that held my only belongings and donned all of them faster than what could be considered possible.

"Can I sleep in that barn?" I asked.

"Go right ahead" said Granny. I went out the door and slammed it shut as I left.

Once I was in the barn, I sat down on some hay and closed my eyes. What a world this was.

Staring

I woke up with the feeling of someone tugging on my left leg. I opened my eyes. It was still dark. I looked at my left and saw that someone, or pony, was trying to pull out my pistol. I quickly pulled out the pistol strapped to my right leg and pointed it at her face. "Want to stop doing that or should I get some coffee?"

The pony immediately look up and froze at the sight of my HK's bore. His, or her, hoof was still on my pistol. "Yes?" I said. I flipped the safety on and off and the silence in the air emphasized the click of my gun. Flipping the safety was absolutely useless but he/she didn't know that. All that he/she knew was that a very deadly weapon that he/she knew nothing about just made a few clicks.

I looked around and noticed that my M4a1 and VSS was also missing. I still had my vest on and the pouches were still filled with their contents. "Give me back my other weapons or you're gaining a new hole in your head."

"Please" called out Twilight. "Your weapons could benefit Equestria."

I moved the pistol right next to her ear and fired a round. She reeled her head back as she fell to the ground and clutched the ear that had suffered from being right next to a gunshot. Her other ear should still work and still be able to hear slightly. I aimed my gun at her reeling face.

Then Pinkie Pie and this giant purple/green lizard ran out into view from behind a bale of hay. Pinkie Pie had my VSS slung on her back while the lizard had my M4a1 in its arms.

"Let Twilight go!" the lizard yelled.

I laughed. "Trying to steal my weapons and trying to threaten me with one of them. Genius." I didn't move my pistol away from Twilight's face. "Except you have no upper ground over me." I flicked the thumb safety again and the mechanical click of the gun sounded out again. "You do anything I don't like and your beloved princess will gain a new hold in head."

I moved my pistol's aim left and fired another round, shooting up a small amount of dirt into the air next to her head. "So, what are you doing to do?" I said while aiming my pistol back at her head.

Pinkie Pie removed the rifle off of her and threw it forward. "Here." Strange, her poofy hair had deflated and was now straight instead of its curly form that I had seen her with. She turned and looked at the lizard with a pleading look.

"Fine" the lizard said, defeated. He threw the rifle down in front of me. I continued aiming my pistol at the two of them while walking towards my rifles.

When I finally retrieved my rifles, I holstered my pistol. "Consider this a warning. Next time, someone's getting shot" I said. I looked at Twilight who had recovered from the sound of the gunshot. "You're included in that promise."

Out of nowhere, the doors of the barn were kicked in. I drew my pistol on instinct and pointed it at the entrance. "Now what in the hay is going on?!" demanded Applejack as she eyed the room. "Twilight?!? I told you it was a bad plan."

"They've been warned" I said.

"Apologize" demanded Applejack.

"We're sorry that we tried to steal your belongings" the three of them.

Are they serious? Who apologizes for stealing weapons?!? "Apology unaccepted" I said.

"Seal!" Applejack scolded me. "It's rude not to accept an apology!"

"What? You thought that an apology justifies their actions?" I asked her.

"Okay mister wise stallion." I'm just going to ignore that stallion part. "How does it work in your world?!" asked Applejack.

"If you're found trespassing and stealing on someone's property? The owner can shoot you on sight" I replied. "Which often leads to the death of the thief."

All four of them dropped their jaws. "That's horrible! No amount of property is worth the life of a pony" said Twilight.

"Yes it is, especially when it comes to weapons like mine" I said. I laid my left hand on the GSH18. "Now are we going to have any other problems?"

They understood the gesture and left the barn. Now that they were gone, I patted myself down to check if anything was missing. Everything from my backpack to my weapons were perfectly fine. Relieved, I sat back down on a pile of hay and closed my eyes. How did they not get the message that I was not to be trifled with?

I awoke(again) to the sound of a rooster calling. 'Right, I was on a farm.' I got up to my feet and started checking myself over. Everything was still there and nothing was out of place. I exited the barn and made my way towards the house. Inside, the four members of their little Apple Family(as I had dubbed in my mind) were eating breakfast. Upon seeing me, they all stopped eating and just stared at me.

"Look, I'm sorry for overreacting last night" I said.

"It's fine, dearie. Applejack wasn't actin like her usual mule self" said Granny Smith.

"Hey!" said a very offended Applejack.

"Anyways, you can stay her as long as yah like" said Granny.

I pointed at Big Mac. "Can I speak with you alone?" I asked him.

"Eeyup." I turned around walked out back outside with him following suit.

"I need you to watch some of my belongings" I said.

"Ah know a good place to hide your things" said Big Mac. He turned his head and looked behind himself before looking in other directions. "Follow me."

He turned tail(literally in this case) and started walking. I followed him and minutes later, we were at a large apple tree, many times bigger than the other apple trees. "Gee, an apple tree. I didn't expect that at all."

"Watch." He brought up one hoof and struck the side of the tree. From the opposite side of the tree, a section of it popped out like a door.

"Okay, that, I did not expect."

"Just put your things in here. Nopony else knows bout this here tree's little secret" explained Big Mac.

I took off my backpack and rifle(I unloaded these first) and tucked them into the tree before I stuffed my vest and spade into what little space was left in it. Closing the door to the secret compartment, I took a step back and examined the tree. It was impossible to tell where the door was if you didn't know where it was. "Sure no one knows about it?"

"Not even Granny knows bout it" said Big Mac.

"Good." I took off my combat jacket and tied one of the sleeves around one of the tree's branches. "Word of advice, do not look through my belongings. There's a lot of explosive materials in and on it that are very unstable." Not really unstable, just a lie to convince him.

"Ah'll keep that in mind."

"Actually, don't even open the compartment. It will be safer that way" I said.

"Now why don't yah join us fer breakfast?" he asked.

"Nah" I quickly replied. "I'm going to do some morning exercise first."

"Then what about those around your backlegs?" Big Mac asked, eyeing my pistols and knives. "They look mighty bothersome."

"Can't go entirely unarmed. Your sister's friends and this country's rulers hate me a little" I said.

"Good point." As he walked back to the house, I started stretching my limbs.

As he left, I rapped the side of the tree like he did earlier and open up the secret compartment. I dug through my vest's compartments and took out a grenade. Using one of my knives, I flattened out the end of the safety pin that held the pull ring in place. Once I was finished with my task, I placed the grenade back in the tree on top of my combat jacket. If anyone tried rifling through my belongings, the pin would fall out of the grenade and... Well, you can guess what would happen next.

Closing the door of the secret compartment, I continued stretching my limbs. Do you know what's one of the key components to being a SEAL or any form of the military? PT, otherwise known as physical training. There's a reason why you never see obese people in those little commercials advertising for the Army or Navy or whatever branch it is.

If you want to be a SEAL, PT is going to be the most hated experience in your life. I hate it too but I still have to stay in shape. With that, I took off jogging.

Cloud Kicker, Cloudchaser, and Flitter were having lunch together at a local cafe. However, they were trading pieces of information about their personal lives instead of actually eating the food they ordered(like they usually did).

"So I say to him, are you going to keep staring or are you going to ask me out?" Cloudchaser said as she recalled her tale of social experience.

"What'd he do?" Flitter asked, genuinely interested in the completely irrelevant topic. Only god could understand why they would want to discuss a topic so useless.

"He just ran out the door!" she replied while throwing up her arms.

"If only Big Mac would start looking for some tail" Cloud Kicker said. "I'd give my wings to have a chance with him."

"He just stays in that farm all day long. He's not going to be doing anything" Flitter said. "He's probably not even interested in mares."

Cloud Kicker sighed. "I really hope he's not like that that" she said. "If only-" Her train of thought was derailed and turned into fiery remains when her eyes noticed a jogging human passing by. Despite the difference in species, there was a shared commonality between human females and pony females. The more "built" males were more attractive, as evident with the trio's infatuation with the only male member of Ponyville's group of Apple Family members.

Even though he was wearing clothes, unlike ponies, all the muscles on his body was still very easily noticeable. With him being a member of one of the most elite special forces from another universe, there was quite a lot of muscle for Cloud Kicker to ogle. It didn't help that he was soaking wet(a stray rain cloud had drenched him earlier but Cloud Kicker didn't know that).

Her friend, Cloudchaser, wave one hoof in front of Cloud Kicker's eyes. "Equestria to Kicker, still there?" asked Cloudchaser. "You're beginning to drool."

Flitter noticed that Cloud Kicker's ears were slowly moving, obviously watching something. "What's she looking at? Her eyes are moving."

Cloudchaser looked into her frozen friend's eyes and then in the direction of what she was looking at and noticed what she was ogling. She too fell into the same trance. "Oh not you too!" Flitter said. Cloudchaser pointed one hoof at the jogging seal and Flitter almost fell into the same trance. The only reason why she didn't was that Seal had jogged out of view by now. "Okay, that's new."

"God damn pegasus pony things and magic" I said. I had returned at the farm and stopped inside the barn. Taking off my shirt, I started to wring out my rain soaked shirt.

"Whatcha doing there?"

I immediately dropped my shirt in surprise while drawing my HK. When I realized that it was Rainbow Dash, I reholstered my pistol and picked up my now hay-covered shirt. I started shaking the shirt clean.

"Holy Celestia! You're bigger than Big Mac!" exclaimed Rainbow. I really hope this isn't going to become a thing. "Are you working out?"

"I'm exercising" I replied. Now that my shirt was clean, I started putting it back on.

"No! Don't do that. Why don't you keep it off?" said Rainbow Dash.

I paused with my shirt around my neck and one of my arms. "What?"

"Uh. Nothing" she quickly said.

"My hearing isn't as strong as you ponies but I think you asked me to keep my shirt off?" I asked. My shirt still was just hanging around my neck and one of my arms.

"What I mean is um uh" she sputtered. "We're naked all of the time. Why aren't you?"

Well that was a horribly contrived answer. I can obviously see that she's just staring at my body... You know, I don't think I ever would have ever thought of saying or thinking that. "No. Just no. Now leave so I can continue."

"Why don't I join you?" she asked.

"If you can keep up" I said while dropping to the ground.

Before I started on push ups, she dropped down to the ground in front of me and assumed a similar push up position. "I should be the one saying that!" she boasted with heavy pride.

I smiled knowing full well of my capabilities. "Okay. Ever do held push ups?" I asked her.

"Push ups? Anypony can do push ups" she said.

"No, I'm talking about held push ups. There's a difference between regular push ups and held push ups" I said. So very, very true. It's a simple way to make push ups much harder to do. "Watch." I lowered myself to the ground until my arms were bent at a ninety degree angle. I silently counted to five in my head before pushing myself back up. "And that's one."

"That's it! I could do that in my sleep" she said.

"Okay, I'll lead." I dropped down again, repeating the previous action with her mirroring me. Five seconds passed and we pushed back up. "And so on."

Twenty-five later and she was starting to show signs of strain. (Don't believe they're that hard? Go ahead and do ten yourself without your arms shaking at all. Still think it's easy? Reach twenty-five.)

"Come on, we're only half way through" I said. She just stared at me like I was crazy. On the outside, I showed no expression. On the inside, I was laughing my ass off. By the time we reached the mark(seventy-five), she had started sweating pretty badly and took twice as long to push herself back up.

I looked at myself. The rain had dried off by now, though my clothes was still wet, and I could still go on but it didn't look like Rainbow would be able to. "That's good for now." With that, I jumped back up to my feet and started rolling my shoulders.

She slowly got back up to her usual standing four hooves position while panting slightly. "That's it. Nothing to it!" she boasted with a breathe between each word.

"Time for pull ups" I quickly added in. I suddenly jumped up and grabbed a low(low to me but normal to them) hanging beam. For a short second, she had an almost crying expression but she quickly flew up and grabbed the beam in front of me. For the first fifteen pull-ups, she did fine. Then the next five, she started to slow down on, the fatigue from the push ups starting to affect her. Then the next five had her bouncing with each one.

When I finished my twenty-fifth, I dropped down, Rainbow dropping seconds later. "And time for a light jog."

Rainbow Dash sighed in relief in hearing that she would only have to do something that would let her recover. As the two us started jogging into town, she asked "Where are we running to?"

"Just into town and back" I replied. That was then I saw the same cloud that had drenched me in rain earlier today. It was in the exact same position and the same pegasus mare was sitting on it. Just as I passed under the cloud, the pegasus slammed one of her hooves into the cloud. I had suspected this and was prepared, jumping out from under the cloud, dodging a torrent of rain.

Rainbow Dash wasn't so lucky. "Hey!" she yelled at the pegasus sitting on the cloud.

"Sorry!" the pegasus yelled back.

"Now why in the hell are you drenching people in rain?!" I yelled at her.

"Well I, um" she stammered. She looked down at her hoof like there was a watch. "Look at the time! Gotta go!" And then she took off flying.

"What is wrong with your species?" I asked Rainbow Dash. She gave me a flat look. "Eh" I said while jogging off. As I continued jogging, I passed by the same cafe as I had earlier so I started making my way back to the farm. For the second time today, I arrived at farm and stopped inside the barn.

I looked at Rainbow Dash. She was covered in a decent amount of sweat and her breathing was labored. "Nothing to it!" she boasted.

"Really? Are you going to join me for the rest of my exercise?" I asked.

"What?" she deadpanned.

"That was only one set. A mile and a half run, then fifty held push ups, and then twenty five push ups. Fifteen sets is my usual" I stated as if it was basic knowledge.

"You mean I have to do fourteen more?!?" she cried out.

"Well we just did one and fifteen is the goal. I don't know much about you ponies but I'd think you'd be able to do basic math."

She started seating from nervousness. "Well, um. I have to go do..." Her eyes dart left and right, looking for a good reason to leave until she noticed the clouds outside. "Manage the weather! That's it. Bye!" and then she took off flying.

I burst into laughter. I love that.

Before I could move to doing more push ups, I heard rustling coming from a pile of hay. Drawing a pistol, I slowly walked towards the pile. "Get out. I know you're there."

Nothing happened. Looking around, I searched for a pitchfork. I soon found one and retrieved it, also having to holster my pistol. "If no one is in there, I guess it's fine for me to stab this pile of hay with this pitchfork."

"Wait!" a voice called out from above me. I looked up and found a crowd of... Pegasuses. pegasusi? Pegasi? pegasisisi? Whatever the hell a group of them is called.

"What the hell?!?" I yelled out while dropping the pitchfork.

"Just go on with your exercise" said one of them.

"We're not here" said another one.

I dug through the pile of hay behind me and found two more of them except neither were pegasus. "You're all just watching me? Who put you up to this?"

"The, uh, princess" replied one of them.

"Get out" I said while pointing to the open door.

"But-" one of the ponies inside the haystack said. She didn't continue as I had picked her up and tossed her at the door way.

I looked down at the other pony. "Are you going to walk or am I going to have to throw you?" I asked her.

She looked at me angrily as she got up and walked out the door. Looking up, I found that the pegasus ponies were still there. "Get out!" I drew my GSH18 and fired a few rounds into the ground. Like it usually did, the gunshots painfully dazed them. "Out!" I yelled. The ones that stayed, I fired another three shots. "I can do this all day!" I fired another round, driving the rest of them out.

I walked to the door to check that they had all left. Relieved, I walked back inside and dropped down for more push ups. The nerve of some people.

I should also stop wasting so much ammunition. I do have a limited amount after all. Maybe I could start reloading. I can use the old spent casings and maybe I could pay someone to cast some new ones. The gunpowder problem is simple, I know how to make a decent smokeless gunpowder. The primers might be harder. The shell of the primer will be easy to make but getting the explosive to put inside the primer is going to be a challenge. I have no idea how to make such a thing. I need something that's unstable enough to react violently to being crushed between an anvil(not a literal one, it's a part inside a primer) and the primer bottom but stable enough to not explode from being exposed to heat.

Hopefully I can make more ammunition. For now, I should finish my exercise.

Twilight stood in front of the apple tree that held Seal's weapons and gear. She had heard what he had said about his gear. It had a chance of exploding. Was it the truth and his gear was as volatile as he had claimed? Was it a lie to keep Big Mac from satiating personal curiosity?

Her horn lit up in a lavender magical glow. The secret door gained the same lavender glow. Then she shut her magic off, magical disappearing. "No, it's not right."

She turned around and found herself looking at the Seal. In his left hand(of course she knew what a hand was, she has an assistant who has hands), was one of his small weapons. What really surprised her was that he inserted the weapon into the sheathe strapped to his leg. "Can I help you?" he asked.

Author's Note

Physical requirements to enlist in the Navy Seal Program

Push ups: 50 for the minimum, 90-100 to be competitive
Curl ups: 50 for the minimum, 85 -120 to be competitive
Pull ups- 10 for the minimum, 15-20 to be competitive
1.5 Mile run- 10.5 minutes, anything under 9.5 minutes to be competitive. Has to be done in combat pants and combat boots.
500 Yard swim- 12.5 minutes, anything under 9 minutes to be competitive. Has to be done in combat pants.

Keep in mind, this is just to enlist. The drop out rate is about 80-90%. Sometimes it's higher.Then Hell Week...

By the time a recruit has become a full fledged SEAL they can do quite a bit more(in full combat gear).

In the case that you're an idiot and haven't noticed, this is a filler chapter.

The Start

Throughout our lives, we see members of the military that are deployed overseas as a bastion of pure evil or a paragon of heroism. These soldiers are too often labeled with simple adjectives.

Evil. Soldiers are sometimes seen as quite possibly one of the worst beings to ever have existed. They might be called names of varying degrees of disrespect, such as baby killer or a reaper of innocent lives. In modern society, some may even brand a soldier as nothing more than a trained killing machine. No matter what actions the soldier may or may have done, they are often misunderstood. Either way, some members of developed societies can not and will not accept a participant of war. This is further worsened by actions throughout history, such as the My Lai incident in the Vietnam War or the Nazi’s actions during WWII.

Heroism. Some are seen as heroes in society. Willing to sacrifice their lives for their country, some are believed to be part of the higher echelons of people. They are often respected with the highest regard and some will sometimes go to the extreme to show gratitude to a soldier. Even children see a soldier as someone who should be looked up upon. In a handful of cases through history, large amounts of heroism is documented and used as inspiration. Sometimes, the citation to a medal of honor is enough to captivate a person to respect a soldier.

Then there’s the wise. The wise are simply misunderstood but two things are present, they are smart and they fight for their country with heart. Always rare in a soldier is the soul of a wise man. A normal soldier simply follows an order due to fear of ridicule or punishment while a wise one thinks before following an order, not fearing the ridicule or punishment. These men are, in simple terms, effective.

Never can one predict the thoughts or actions of a wise soldier as they are too unpredictable. While normal soldiers immediately act with the intent of securing victory, the wise think and ask themselves what to do and how to do it. This also makes the wise the most dangerous of the three.

And this brings us to where we are.

Somewhere in Equestria, a single soldier regained consciousness. He didn’t know where he was but he did know where he was meant to be. He immediately felt around for his weapon, quickly finding it within seconds. The well-used and aging rifle gave the lone man a sense of safety but it wasn’t enough to completely put him at peace.

Standing up, the man now took noticed his surroundings. He was standing in a large field that bordered what seemed to be a forest. As opposed to where the soldier was meant to be, the green meadow was a nightmare for him. Only thoughts of worry crossed the soldier’s mind.

Checking himself, he found that everything was how it was supposed to be before being deployed for a mission. His uniform, jungle camouflaged the moment, was in check, gear was present, the pouches strapped to his chest were full of full magazines, live frag grenades, water canteens, and other supplies, and the backpack on his back was full with what it was meant to hold(basic first aid, some demolition charges, binoculars, rope, and amounts of other supplies).

More importantly, his weapons were intact. In the soldier’s arms was an M4a1 rifle attached with an acog, foregrip, collapsible stock, and a short barrel that was threaded for a suppressor which at the moment, was in a pouch on his vest. Strapped to a thigh holster was his sidearm, a HK45C pistol that was also threaded for suppressor which was in the same pouch that held his rifle’s suppressor. In addition to his two firearms, he also carried a knife. It was a simple fixed bladed weapon but simple was still dangerous in his hands. He felt better with the weapons but still felt unease without his squad mates. Where was his squad?

Pulling out a radio, he attempted to hail a friendly but only succeeded in static. He checked his GPS only to learn that the GPS was somehow out of range and not connected to a satellite.

Defeated, the lone soldier thought about his next actions. No communications and GPS didn’t mean good things but it didn’t mean anything bad either.

The soldier could only do one thing, travel. Pulling out a compass, the lone soldier traveled north. He did not have to fear the enemy as there was a high chance that this was a training scenario. He had done something like this before, being placed in a jungle environment without communications or GPS. Really, the only thing he thought that he had to worry about was animals.

Getting a better gauge at the situation, he brushed his hand under the left side of his uniform, touching one specific patch. On the patch was an eagle clutching a trident, anchor, and flintlock pistol.

Ever since he became a US Navy SEAL, he did things like this. Why? For his country. It was a dangerous profession but it was for the good of the US.

After a good amount of walking, the SEAL found his first sign of civilization. Now what he found was a town. Not just any town but a town that was occupied by horses. Lots and lots of tiny, cartoonish horses that, for some unknown reason, had images tattoed on their asses.

Careful not to be seen, he lied down in some grass and surveyed the area with a pair of binoculars from his backpack. Now the SEAL thought of two things, that he had gone insane from the intense training exercises that he constantly had to go through with or that he was in a coma. Of course, neither had made sense.

Insane people only created delusions and hallucinations out of things that he had seen before or imagined in the past. People in comas or in states of unconsciousness would only dream about things they know about or wish to experience. Not once had the SEAL thought about cartoonish mini horse creatures with such features.

Then, another thought crossed his mind. To a normal person, it was completely unbelievable. To the SEAL, it was completely plausible. He was quite possibly in another universe that was occupied by small cartoonish horse creatures.

Not knowing what to do, the SEAL took his eyes off of his binoculars.

The SEAL could only think about what to do next? He was human and was currently hidden from small cartoonish mini-horses in a large gathering of grass. This was not anywhere near a normal situation for him. The rules of engagement that he had to painfully memorize wouldn't work here. He simply can’t go down and attempt to establish contact.

Then again, he was in a foreign world and the capabilities of these ponies are unknown. If he did anything wrong, xenophobia may cause a massive problem for each side. What would you do if an unknown creature appeared out of the ordinary carrying devices and equipment of unknown purpose?

If something did happen, it looked like he had the upper hand as the survey from earlier gave him the knowledge that these horse creatures was not that technologically advanced due to the makeup of the buildings. Then again, he didn’t know what the full capabilities of these creatures were. For all he knew, these mini-horse creatures were omnipotent.

Then there was the option of hiding out but that was only a short term solution. Even worse, what would happen if they found out he was spying on them? Again, he didn’t know what these creatures capable of.

Looking through the binoculars again, he tried to obtain as much useful information as possible. After an hour or so, it yielded a good result. He knew there were three types of these things. They had wings, a horn, or none of each.

However, none of this was useful though he now knew what to call some of them, pegasi or unicorns. The ones without either feature, he could call them mini-horses. Standing back up, he returned his binoculars back to his backpack and took the rifle off of his back, once again holding the weapon in his hands.

Standing back up, he walked over to a public bench and sat down on it. All he had to do now was to wait and hope that nothing would happen with his soon to be public sighting. If worse comes to worse, he could always try to fight his way out or use a grenade as a suicide device.

The Waiting Game

Roseluck, Lily, and Daisy were having a good day. Nothing had gone wrong today unlike how it usually did in Ponyville, the Mane Six weren't on a crazy adventure, and their market was kind to them today as each of them sold a lot of their flowers. It was so good that the three of them decided to go have a picnic.

As the three of them were trotting to their picnicking location, the three life-long friends couldn't resist striking up a conversation.

"You know what I can never seem to understand?" asked Lily to the others.

"What?" the other two ponies asked.

"Why everypony seems to like daisy sandwiches over daisy salads" said Lily. "And why do some restaurants sell them? They're simple and you could make it at home in a second!"

"Aren't daisy salads healthier?" Rose asked her companion.

Lily continued on with her argument. "Yes. The only difference between the two is that the sandwich uses bread and the salad is more filling."

Daisy decided to input her thoughts. "Well, maybe it's because-" She abruptly stopped talking when she walked into Lily's flank ."Lily, what are you doing?" Daisy noticed that her friend was looking at something, wide eyed and jaw dropped, ahead of her. Beside her childhood friend was her other childhood friend with the same expression on her face and was also looking ahead.

When Daisy looked ahead to what or where her friends were looking at, she saw a strange, camouflaged, bipedal creature. Held in its upper appendages was a strange, black, bulky object that was colored black and it gave off a bad vibe. Worse of all, it was black and scary. The creature, which she had never seen before, was looking back at her. She screamed only one word. "RUN!"

The seal stared back at the three normal-ish ponies that were staring at him. Then one of them appeared to scream something and then they all ran away while they appeared to be screaming.

The seal blinked before saying "That isn't going to lead to good things." He looked down at his rifle and flipped it to full auto. Then he opened up a grenade pouch revealing the pin and safety spoon. "I hope it doesn't come to that" he said with a somber tone.

Lily, Rose, and Daisy ran into town screaming off their heads. Ponies thought they were just overreacting over something simple. Kind of like how they were screaming off their heads last week when they saw mice in their personal gardens. The “Flower Trio” was famously known for overreacting.

However, when some ponies decided to check their claims of a “crazy monster alien creature thing armed with a deadly weapon”, they joined in with the panic when they found out that there was an actual monster sitting on a bench in the park. For all they knew, it was a crazed killing machine.

Every now and then, ponies would appear in his sight before they ran away screaming. This did not give the seal good hopes. It only made him grip his rifle harder. It appeared that these ponies were xenophobic and that they would not bode well with him in their little world.

“Left my world of violence for another world of violence. Figured this would happen. I was trained for war.” Maybe he would have to fight his way out. He could only wait.

Princess Twilight Sparkle looked down at the screaming ponies from her crystal tower’s balcony. She had as much of a clue to what was going on as the wall beside her. “What in the stars is going on?!?”

As if life had decided to answer her, a certain rainbow maned cyan pegasus flew in through the balcony before crashing into a bookshelf. “Twilight! There’s a crazed monster in the Ponyville Park!”

“What?!?” Twilight exclaimed.

Then the doors to her personal bedroom flew open with the ferocity of an apple farmer’s buck. “Twilight, there’s a monster in the park!” said Applejack who was standing in the door frame. She entered followed by the rest of her friends and her favorite assistant.

“Which monster is it?” Twilight asked her friend Fluttershy.

Fluttershy’s answer did not make her feel any better. “I don’t know. Nopony knows what it is. It might be something new!” she replied with a fearful look on her face.

New was really bad. This was a monster that had been never seen before! Who knows what it could do. There was a chance that it was harmless. Then again, there was the chance that it was an unstoppable killing machine!

Using her magic, Twilight summoned a piece of paper and a quill before she handed it to Spike. “Send a note to Celestia after we leave, Spike. She needs to know of this. The guards should handle this situation.”

Rainbow Dash seemed to be offended by her statement. “What? I bet we could kick its flank!” To make her point, she punched the air in front of her a few times.

“Rainbow, we don’t what it’s capable of” Twilight said to the arrogant pegasus.

Rainbow Dash rolled her eyes in response to Twilight’s statement. “How bad could it be? It’s not that big and it’s only sitting around, doing absolutely nothing.”

Applejack scratched her head. “I guess ah could try tah hogtie the thing. It shouldn’t be harder than hogtying Rainbow Dash” Applejack added in.

“Yeah!” said Rainbow Dash. “Wait, hey!”

“But why don’t we just try talking to it?” Fluttershy asked with her usual soft, timid voice. “What happens if it’s peaceful?”

Pinkie Pie popped up behind her, surprising the timid pegasus. “Then why does it have that strange stick weapon thing!” Pinkie Pie screamed with her usual sugar hyped up voice.

Twilight’s ears perked up with Pinkie’s statement. “It’s in possession of a weapon?!?”

“Pinkie Pie” Fluttershy scolded. “We don’t know if it’s a weapon or not.”

Pinkie Pie bounced up to Fluttershy and grabbed her face with two hooves. “It’s a scary, black stick thingy! What else could it be?!?”

“Let’s just go see what its intentions are first” Twilight said. “If it tries anything, the guards can handle it.”

I did was I had planned, I waited. It yielded both negative and positive results. Although I found out that these ponies may be afraid of them, I now realized that they weren’t a violent species. Well, not a “shoot first, ask later” type of species.

I also now know that they were at least sapient as they ran away while screaming instead of making an animalistic noise. If things didn’t go well, I could always negotiate if they were willing to. The fact that they had tried to approach me before, albeit with grand failure, means that they had a somewhat-organized society.

Now watching and waiting was always a fun game. You can never see what will happen in hindsight. Like right now as it appeared that six of the mini-horses were approaching my current position. Unlike the ponies that appeared in his sight earlier, these did not run away screaming.

In fact, these six were actually getting within speaking distance… And five out of six of them had rather aggressive looks on their faces. The only one that didn’t appear to be angry was the butter yellow pegasus with the yellow mane. Another peculiar thing was that the purple mini-horse of their group was both a unicorn and a pegasus.

“We demand that you surrender your weapon and surrender yourself” came the purple winged unicorn.

I was conflicted. Should I surrender my weapons and self? If I don’t I might cause an incident. If I do, I would have be left defenseless against a possible enemy. This was an alien species and I didn’t know what they could do.

Then there were other issues. These horses actually spoke English. That surprised me. They were capable of rational thought and they spoke actually English. What next? Dragons?

“Does it understand us?” came the white unicorn with the purple mane.

“I don’t know but it doesn’t seem to be reacting” came the purple winged unicorn. “There’s the probability that it’s deaf. I don’t see ears on its head.”

She was right, my helmet was covering my ears. The only features that they could see was what I was wearing, my face, and a few exposed portions of my head.

One of the mini-horses, a cyan pegasus, looked like she was getting rather irritated. “Applejack, just hogtie the dang thing and get it over with!”

The voice that answered surprised him. “Should I? Would that be somethin’ smart tag do?” It had a country accent. An alien mini-horse with an accent that stemmed from his country, that’s rather… Peculiar.

And hogtie me? What am I, cattle? Though that is a pressing issue. They were actually thinking about restraining me.

“Rainbow!” scowled the yellow pegasus. “It hasn’t done anything. Would you like it if somepony tried to tie you up.”

The same pegasus that scowled “Rainbow” flew up to me. She gave off this motherly, nurturing aura that reminded me of the calming effects of morphine. “You don’t mean any harm, do you little fella?”

Little?!? How am I little? I’m twice taller than her and I’m sitting!

It was a kind gesture and I couldn’t do anything but feel calmer. I flipped my rifle to safe. In hindsight, it was a bad idea as the action resulted from a silent, but still heard, very mechanical click. Even worse, they had big enough ears to hear it better than I did.

Their immediate reaction was rather drastic as the pegasus that was hovering in front of me flew back to the safety of her friends close company.

Replacing the yellow pegasus was Rainbow. “We heard that, Alien! What are you doing!?” she demanded from me. It was rather comical coming from a cartoonish horse but she tapped one of her hooves against my chest in an attempt to scare me. I tried to control myself but I snickered a little from the action.

This only did nothing but make her angrier. “Oh? And what’s so funny?”

Frowning, I looked to the others, noticing their more aggressive than ever looks. Albeit being a rather strange look, it made them look adorable. It was as if these creatures were custom made to be for children. I, a realistically colored member of one of the most revered special forces, contrasted horribly in the cartoon universe that looked like it was meant for small children.

That was when Rainbow spoke up again. “Applejack, just tie it up already.”

Before anyone else could say or do anything, the purple pony stepped up, a look of realization on her cartoonish face. “Wait! I know what it is!” she announced. “It’s a soldier!” She walked(trotted) up to the bench. “It’s wearing a uniform and a helmet. Also, it’s armed and it’s obviously feeling threatened as its hands are tensed up around its weapon.” Threatened? More like cautious.

“Hands?” said Applejack.

“Spike has the same appendages except this creature has five fingers instead of four” Twilight explained. “It also appears to be wearing protective gloves. Again, like a soldier. Our royal guards wear horseshoes instead. It’s obvious that it’s a soldier.”

“You are correct, little horse” I said, finally proving that I could speak. The little horse in question jumped back from my words in amazement, nearly falling right over. Her friends had shared the same amount of amazement as the one in front of me as I sat there. “And no, I will not surrender my weapons.”

Rainbow flew up to me again. “And if we take you down? You don’t look that tough.” Complimenting her statement, she held both of her little hooves up in what appeared to be a strange variant of a boxing stance. It did nothing but make me want to laugh even more.

I stood up, towering over every single one of the horses with my height of six feet. “Really now?” My size didn't have my intended effect on her as it made her smile. She must be a cocky little thing I'm guessing. Patting her on the head, I sat back down.

This seemed to offend her. “Hey! I’m not a dog!” she yelled. “Applejack, tie him up!”

“Rainbow!” scolded most of her friends.

“Back to the matter at hoof” said the purple pony. “You need to surrender your weapons so that you aren't a danger to anypony else. Then we may deal with your situation.”

I shifted around on the bench, getting comfortable with the way I sat in my gear. “No deal.”

The purple pony seemed rather miffed but she dropped the look as she adopted one of either curiosity or thought. “So be it” said she. Her horn lit up and a purple light was shot at me. Before I could register the shot, it struck me in the chest.

Realizing that she had just shot me with a… Something. I was ready to bring up my rifle but I realized one very important thing. “And what was that supposed to do?” It had done absolutely nothing to me. Hell, I didn't even feel a thing.

To say that she looked surprise is saying that I was simply in the military. She was absolutely shocked. It kinda reminded me of the reaction you'd get when you gave a bottle of whiskey to someone who had been overseas for five months. Yes, she was that shocked.

I guess that the little beam she shot at me was something that was of great power or capability. Unfortunately, this meant that she had just attacked me. However, if that’s the scenario then that means their weapons did not work on me or that my armor shielded me against it. Either way, I had the upper hand.

Standing back up, I raised my rifle and fired a shot. The round didn't hit anyone but the deafening report of my weapon fazed all six of them. While they were stunned, I let me rifle hang over against my arm before I grabbed the blue pegasus and raised my knife to her throat. "Your move."