Dropped Into Equestria

I stared over the skies of Pyongyang. It would have been a beautiful day if rising smoke of buildings didn't nearly block out the sun. I heard the sounds of scurrying behind me and when I turned around, millions of spiders approached me. Being a massive arachnophobe, I panicked and looked for an exit. Seeing noway but across, I jumped. However, when I expected to do a boost jump, I realized that I did not have an EXO. I screamed as I fell.

By this point, I realized this was a dream but I was still panicking. I collided with a thud and sprang to my feet. I looked down a street and saw a child, about 10 years old, standing in the middle of the street. Suddenly, bullets and rockets flew from alley to alley in slow motion, all missing the child. I began to run toward him, but he started running away. A massive shadow, deeper black than than the street already was, began to form in front of him. I looked up a saw a mass of spiders falling downward. In full sprint, I tried to catch him but the mass collided with the ground, and more importantly, him. The wave collided with me and I awoke in a cold sweat.

"Fuck. Dammit, I... I couldn't save him. I need to let him go." I got up and began stretching before leaning over the balcony. I calmed enough to get back in bed and go to sleep.

I faintly heard my door open and felt something press against my throat, and I assumed it was another hitman. However, it was too rounded and dull to be a knife. I tried to open my eyes but was met with "Keep your eyes closed. Now, what is your name, rank, ID number, and unit?" whisper yelled a person with a British accent person who pinned me against the bed with a knee.

"Corporal Jonathan Smith, 408151623, United States Interplanetary Marine Corps Fast Response Orbital Deployment Unit, Misfit Squad. All other members K.I.A." The door shut but, as the gun was still pressed against my trachea, I assumed that there were more than one of them.

"Impossible," stated another with a Scottish accent, "FRODU was disbanded five years ago after the UNSCEF was formed."

"With all due respect sir, I was born in 2012!" was my rebuttal.

"You old are you?" asked a female voice asked.

"I'm 33!" I whisper yelled.

I heard tapping on what I assumed was an IWMD, something was plugged into my IWMD and the first voice said "Mistfit Squad, 2nd Platoon, 35th Battalion, United States Interplanetary Corps FRODU. Saw extensive service during the Second Korean War. All members declared missing in action on August 3, 2045 during Operation Gatekeeper. No wreckage or bodies ever recovered after Operation was completed and members were declared dead in absentia on August 9, 2045. Members include Sergeant Steven Washington (K.I.A), Corporal Jonathan Smith(K.I.A), Lance Corporal Henry Howard(K.I.A), Private First Class Timothy White(K.I.A), Private First Class Calvin Lucas(K.I.A), Private George Smith(K.I.A, no relation to Jonathan Smith), and Private David Harrison(K.I.A). Looks like he's legit. Look at his EXO and rifle, it's Mark IV and a M27 used by the Space Marines during the 40's. You get one question." The gun and wire were removed, and I was allowed to open my eyes but I was still pinned to the bed.

"Firstly, what fucking outfit are you apart of?" I asked.

"That's classified information, but imagine it as an intergalactic SEALs team mets FRODU. Call us... the STARs. That was your one question, mate, and we'll be watching, Corporal. Night, night." A swift punch connected with my forehead, and I was knocked unconscious.

I awoke again and heard a knock at my door. A guard was at the door waiting to take me to the train station. I put on my gear and followed him. On the way, we ran into Applejack, Rarity, Rainbow Dash, Pinkie Pie, and Fluttershy and they convinced the guard they could take me.

On the way, we bumped into a pompous prick. "Uh, youuuuuuuu. The drama queen, idiotic farmer, attention seeker, hyper party planner, and the recluse vet.... where's the peasant wearing the mask of royalty? And what are you, hm, an over-intelligent monkey. Where's the nearest zoo?" He and his entourage laughed at his joke, while the girls began to tear up.

I feigned laughter before going super serious whisper, only loud enough for him to hear "Well you see good sir, a monkey will throw its shit at you, I will throw a piece of metal at supersonic speeds through your skull, and that is if I'm feeling merciful. This thing I'm wearing ain't just for show; I can, and probably will, throw you into that window, where you will fly out another window, where I will be waiting to turn your pretty, little face into a fine paste by slamming it into the ground. Now... if you enjoy the feeling of blood in your veins, air in your lungs, and activity in your nervous system, I suggest that you do not mess with me, my friends, or my family."

My little rant caused him to freeze for a few seconds, and the girls and I walked away. He yelled "You will regret that ape! I have friends in high places, and if I don't deal with you the legal way, I will do it illegally!"

I thought this warranted a rebuttal, and turned and said "I have a fully automatic assault rifle, capable of firing in low-gravity situations, and over four hundred fifty rounds of ammunition. If you try and deal with me the illegal way, I will deal with you the lethal way."

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