Forget About Freeman

A slight pain blew through my lungs at each breath. My eyes slowly blinked open, and I found that I was propped up against a tree in a very familiar clearing, my sight slightly fogged by my mask. I heard Twilight's voice, and what she said was quite interesting.

"Well, from what I can tell, his lungs were punctured by several bone fragments. I'm surprised he's got a pulse, let alone breathing." the alicorn said, a quizzical tone in her voice. This is worrying.

"Can't you try a regeneration spell or whatever?" a vaguely familiar voice sighed with a hint of concern. This is some fantasy movie shit.

"Well, he's not exactly from this planet, Rainbow." Twilight replied smartly, whilst applying a good old facehoof. This place was just too weird.

"You should at least try."

"Ok, ok, fine!" I ever so slightly turned my head to get a better view, and saw Twilight's horn begin to glow. Unsurprisingly, her horn's aura absorbed my body. It was a strange sensation. It felt like a mix of being curled up in a soft blanket mixed with jumping chest first onto an electric fence.

My entire body shook violently, and I felt the lifting of a pain I had not felt until then. It was kinda hard not to scream, but through some miracle I managed not to.

After what felt like forever, the aura had dissolved and Twilight stood there, panting with an exhausted look on her face. The mare I could only imagine was Rainbow stepped up to her side.

"Are you ok?" she asked the princess, a look of concern on her face.

"S-sure... J-just different from using it on a p-pony..." the mare gasped out, before eventually catching her breath. I wasn't planning on waiting longer, so I stopped them before they could start chatting again.

"Either of you two gonna explain just what happened to me?" I asked, catching the mares by surprise. My question caused Rainbow to lower her gaze to the ground and chuckle nervously, blushing. I swear, everyone here sucks at hiding stuff.

"Well, according to Rainbow Dash, she heard what sounded like a bunch of fireworks going off in the forest." Twilight started. Gunshots. "She went to investigate to find you yelling at Fluttershy, so she crashed into you as an attempt to help her friend." twilight answered, glaring at me. A mistake. This pissed me off a bit.

"Excuse me, but I had just saved 'Shy's life from a wolf made out of tree branches!" I snapped. "She thanked me by accusing me of murder."

"Wait, you killed that?!" Twilight exclaimed, swinging her head back to the corpse. Rainbow followed her gaze. I pointed at the gun laying on the ground, but the princess just looked at me questioningly.

"I'll explain later." I said, before burying my head in my hands and sighing. Slowly, I got back onto my feet. "Anyway, why the actual FUCK did you fly into me?!" I shouted, my eyes wide with anger whilst pointing an accusing finger at Rainbow Dash. Twilight seemed to be surprised by my swearing.

"In my defense, I didn't expect your bones to be made out of plastic!" the mare snapped back, pressing her muzzle against my mask. There was a definite rage in her eyes, but I met her gaze with a cold silence. After a moment, Twilight decided to end the little stare down and speak.

"Stop fighting you two!" she commanded, snapping us back into attention. This pegasus is on my list, I thought with malice. "I want to know how you survived fragments of your ribs shooting through your lungs." the alicorn said with a raised brow. What?

"Funny." I said flatly. the glare that followed told me she was serious. "To be honest, I'm not sure that's what happened." I started, taking off my mask to breath. "Because if that's the case, wouldn't I be, you know... Dead?" I slowed down half sentence, staring off into space while I comprehended what I just said. Reality check!

I wake up mid-alien invasion in a world inhabited by pegasi, unicorns and talking ponies.

I almost get killed by a bat-lion-scorpion mix.

The sun here is raised by an alicorn, rather than the planet itself orbiting the sun.

"Forget what I just said, and replace it with 'I have no goddamn clue'." I said after a moment, looking back down at the princess. "cCme to think of it, I did feel short of breath when I woke up."

"It's not important." Twilight said firmly after a moment. "What is important right now is getting you to Princess Celestia, because she has a job for you." the alicorn said, a slight hint of emergency in her tone.

"What I am about to say does not leave this room." Celestia declared firmly, staring daggers at me. "It is of dire importance that you carry this operation out." Good, something to do! The princess looked at me expectantly, and it took me a second to catch on.

"It is my duty to protect the information I am to be given and only speak of it in the presence of those authorized to hear of it." I stated almost robotically. I knew this code by heart after months of being supplied with top secret information. The life of a spec-ops. A hint of a smile tugged at the princess's lips before she continued.

"I must first notify you that it is my fault you're here." she said. This sentence caught me off guard. A few thoughts provoked by shock and hate raced through my brain, and I had to try very hard not to whip out my pistol and gun her down.

"Why?" I asked plainly, my left eyelid twitching slightly. Celestia had an apologetic look on her face.

"We needed a warrior." she answered. "Please be aware that I did not call on you specifically. I called upon a warrior with greatly advanced technology, and excellent battle strategy." Celestia continued, smiling sympathetically.

"I'm flattered, but that doesn't mean I'm happy to learn this." I replied, a frown growing on my face.

"If you would like to return, then I'd be happy to send you back. Just know that I did this because we're on the brink of war." This took me by surprise. They were at the brink of a war that required advanced tech, strategy and equipment that was unattainable by their species, and they had a hero capable of using all of these flawlessly. They had all of this, but she was ok with the soldier in question just leaving?

"Just bare in mind that your own world is being invaded." Celestia reminded me. Then, it all rushed back. The aliens, the death, the strange energy that hit me... Was this all her doing? "If you do go back with the intention of staying, death is guaranteed." I thought for a moment.

If I stay, I'll be helping this technologically inferior country fend off invaders. If I go back, I'll die, but it would be for my own country and home world. If I stay, I wouldn't be throwing away anything because all was lost, back home. I hesitated before responding.

"I'll stay. Now please explain what my objective is; you have got my curiosity." I said, holding back a smile. Celestia seemed a little surprised by my choice.

"Your objective is to return to your home world." she said plainly. I let her continue before I said anything stupid. "Gather all the military grade equipment you can." This was an interesting objective. "And try not to kill anyone."

"Sounds complicated. When do I go?"

So here I was, somewhere outside of a British military outpost. Celestia had done her whole "zappy-zappy aura magic trick" and once again, I was teleported to a different location. It felt bleak here; the air was cold, it was raining, no birds sang their song, and the sky was black with the shadow of night. I stood up, brushed my pants off, and instinctively slid my NV goggles on over my face. Surely enough, the world was lit up in a green light. I gathered my surroundings and grabbed my gun, before tearing off my US flag patch. Didn't wanna cause World War 3.

Ever so cautiously, I stepped towards the base. I heard a voice nearby, and dove behind some nearby bushes. I peeked over the bush to see a man in woodland camo with a red beret. Instead of the expected AR-platform rifle, this man was toting an L1A1 battle rifle. Weird. I ducked back below the bush, wondering how long it would take me to carry this out. Screw this, I thought before standing up. The soldier's head swiveled towards me, a shocked expression on his face.

"Who the hell are you?" he shouted, raising his rifle and pointing it at my chest. My gun flew up and I plowed a round into him, the shot echoing through the night sky. The soldier fell back, blood welling out of his wounds.

I said not to kill anybody. A familiar voice could be heard in my mind, but I disregarded it. I sprinted up to the lone building,before ducking behind a waist-high stone wall. There must have been a farm here...

After a moment of sitting there, I heard shouting and boots rushing towards me.

"What in the name of god's goin' on out here?!" one voice shouted, getting louder by the second. My ears told me there was two pairs of feet running; presumably two men. I braced myself, before jumping out from behind my cover, catching the two by surprise. They leaped back in surprise, before I went full-auto on their asses. The two men fell to the ground, blood sprayed out behind them. One of these men was holding a Sterling L2A3 cold war submachine gun, while the other was also wielding an L1. This is some cold war shit...

Ever so carefully, I stepped up to the outpost before kicking in the door with my gun at my hip, ready to fire. All that could be seen inside was a small hallway, and a desk at the front of the entry room, an open book sitting on top of it. A quick study of the article in question had determined that it was a porn magazine.

I turned my attention to the cramped hallway, stepping through the entrance and ever so quietly swept through, making as little noise as possible. There were three doors. The closest was the "Toilet", then the "Sleeping Quarters", and lastly the "Armory". I quickly disregarded the other two rooms, heading directly for the armory.

The more I looked around, the more it felt like I was in the cold war. Crappy light bulbs, outdated weapons, and shabby building design. The armory was no different.

Inside was a gun rack, surprisingly large for such a small outpost. A study of the weapons displayed had proven that I had to be in the wrong time period. This was believable, because after what I had seen lately, time traveling didn't seem so strange.

Sudden footsteps had broken me out of my thoughts, and I instinctively spun around and fired a stream of bullets into the wooden door. On the other side, I heard a shout in pain and a thump. I turned back around, stuffed as many weapons, magazines and grenades as I could into my pouches and bag. After a moment, I was engulfed in the strange aura from before, and I blacked out.