Hawk Eye 5 - Down

I was in my barracks, awaiting orders. Well, more like we had nothing to do and I was just bored. It was 0700H , and I was lying in my bed. I was tired. I went to sleep early last night, but I guess all the hard training and anxiety was catching up to me.

We are going to fly out to Russia, and be the first into combat. Our attack plan was sending Hawk Eye 5 Squadron into the eastern part of Russia, into a small town. We were to set up a base camp within the city, and clear any threats. Of all the squadrons, it was mine.

It consisted of a group of 5: Myself, Cole, Dmitri, Alex, and Finley. I was born in America, and that's all I really ever knew. I never met my parents, and I never found any relatives. I was an orphan until I was 19, by then, I had left the orphanage where I spent my childhood, and eagerly went out into the world. I had joined the USMC because I didn't have any money for college.

Cole, he was my close friend. We had known each other at the orphanage. His parents died in a car crash when he was 11. So he was placed in the same care as me, and we became friends. We both went into the military, and luckily were placed in the same squad.

I don't know much about Dmitri, he's a mystery to all of us. He's a Russian who likes to drink, judging at the fact he has lots of whiskey in his foot locker. He hasn't said much, but I can tell he doesn't feel welcome. Most people treat him like he's the enemy. I feel bad for the guy, he hasn't done anything wrong, and he was even born in the US.

Alex is from Australia, by the sounds of his voice. He's said that he was a hunter, and knew a ton about tracking. I'm glad he's on our side, the man has deadly accuracy and great hearing.

Finley is a drunk. Hard to tell if he's sober or not. The man is half decent, as much as he can be. He is polite, when he's not utterly shit-faced.

"Come on Micheal, we're loading onto the plane."

I looked back with shock. "Wait, what? I thought we were leaving in 3 hours."

Cole sighed, " I did too, but something's come up, and they need us to get there as fast as we can." I was filled with anxiety and shock.

I sighed, got up and walked over. The sun was barely coming up on a cold winter day. I was in Olympia, the capitol of Washington on the western coast. The ocean air reeked like dead fish, but I ignored it. The plane was parked about 80 ft away from me, and I could see the air crew preparing the plane for the trip.

I went back in the barracks, grabbed my Kevlar, helmet, and the rest of my armor. Then, I stopped over at the armory, grabbed an M16, a few mags, a frag, and a SIG Sauer P228.

"Alright, we've already gone over the details, so let's just re-brief. We're going to fly you over the Pacific, and land in Аргун (Argun in English), and if there are any commies, tell them to kiss their ass goodbye, alright."

A collective, 'sir, yes, sir!'s were heard as the 5 climbed in through the back of the plane. I sat next to Cole and Alex, with Dmitri and Finley on the other side. The back of the plane started to close with the loud sound of gears clanking. I could hear the propellers start up and soon we were in the air. It was now only a matter of time. It would be a 3 hour long trip, so I did what most people do on planes. Sleep. I slowly shut my eyes and hoped I wouldn't wake up in an interrogation room.

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I slowly regained consciousness, and opened my eyes. I looked around to see everyone still sitting where they were. I checked my watch. 930 hours. Within half an hour, we'd be in Russian territory. I stood up and walked over to the pilot.

"You nervous?" the pilot said, flicking a switch. I looked out the front view window and started to see the beginning of land.

"Yeah, a whole lot. Are you?" He shook his head.

"Nah, I've been flying planes for a good long time, 'bout 15 years." Now that I noticed it, he looked a little old, around his mid 50's. "I was in that Iraq war. I flew some of the intense flights right into action. Luck was my guide, I barely mad it out alive." Damn, he's seen a lot. We were just getting above land now.

*BANG*

What the fuck?! Blood was spraying all over the cockpit. The window was sucking air out of the cabin at high speeds. I grabbed onto the side of the chair. The pilot was dead and the plane was slowly tipping downwards towards the Earth's rocky surface. I grabbed his dog tags, which were coated in blood, and ran to the back. "THIS BIRD IS GOING DOWN, EVERYONE OUT!"

That was enough incentive to get everyone up and grabbing chutes. I went to the parachutes and grabbed one, and I sprinted out to the back of the plane and jumped without hesitation, the others following my lead. I started falling downwards, but to my dismay, There was what seemed like a black hole, sucking me and the plane into it. I was screaming, as I slowly awaited the fate that was within what ever confines that portal held. I then opened my parachute and with a big woomf, it opened and slowed my fall.

I was looking around and noticed the plane fall into the portal. I was sucked through the portal, with the feeling of having my innards being pulled out of their natural positions. I was in so much agony, I passed out.

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I awoke, looking around. I was being dangled from a tree by my parachute. My memories started to flood back in from what happened. The plane was down, and I had fell into some portal. The others were missing. I knew I couldn't ass play, so I grabbed my knife and cut the ropes which let me fall to the ground almost face first. "Ow, fuck." I got to my feet and sheathed my knife. I had no idea where I was or where the others were. I drew my M16 from my back, and was ready for any attackers. Someone had to of noticed that, and would be here within a short amount of time. . .

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Twilight was still dumbfounded at what she had just witnessed. I big rip in the sky had opened up, and some thing had flown out of it, and crashed in a huge explosion, that surely caught everypony's attention. "Twi' did you see that?" Rainbow Dash was already up and about hovering next to her. Twilight just nodded slowly, in awe and shock.

"What was that . . ." Rainbow Dash was curious

"I don't know, but we have to find out. I'll go get Applejack and Pinkie Pie, you get Rarity and Fluttershy, and meet me at her Cottage." Twilight's mind processed that.

"Got it." Rainbow Dash flew off, looking for a certain pink pony, whilst Twilight galloped to Rarity's.

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I was already walking around for about an hour. I hadn't seen anyone yet, or the plane wreck. Fuck, I hope they're okay. . . I wasn't really sure what to do, I had no food or water, and I didn't feel like starving to death, so I decided to set up camp.

I found a small cave and dropped my M16 on the floor and went back outside. I unsheathed my knife, went to some nearby trees. I managed to get some bark and small branches. I placed them in a pile and looked at it. How am I supposed to do this again?

I sat and pondered about what to do. I knew using two sticks would be inefficient, and I didn't have a lighter. I did manage to find some decent rocks, and I smacked them together for 25 minutes until I finally got a spark, and lite the fire. My arms were sore, but I had a fire for cooking and heat, for I didn't know how cold it would get. I sat for a while, wondering how I could get communications with the base back in Washington.

I checked my watch. 1500H. It's been quite a long time. 3:00 PM, I had a few hours until sundown, so I decided to try and fish. I had never went fishing, but I understood how it worked. You just need a stick, string or a rope of some sort, and bait. So I took a firm stick, managed to take some vine from a tree, which looked absolutely rotten. Now I needed a hook. This was the tricky part. Hmmm I have heard of spearing fish. I kept the vine and found a nice sharp looking rock. I spend 30 minutes using my knife to sharpen it into as much of a point as I could get it to. I used the vine to tie the rock onto the end of the stick. It was crude, but it would do for now.

Then the realization struck me. I need to actually find a water source before I can even start. It was 4:00 PM, and he didn't have long until the sun was down, and who knows what comes out of their homes. I came across a river and looked in it. I stuck my spear in it to see how deep it was. It wasn't very deep. I saw a fish and was about to stab it, when I heard a faint sound. I quickly grabbed my sidearm and readied it. I got down into a prone stance, and listened. It sounded like voices, and they were getting closer . . .

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"For the last time Pinkie Pie, cupcakes are just muffins with frosting on the top." Rainbow Dash was getting bored of this conversation.

"Nope! They're something extra-super-duper-special! Muffins are boooring! But cupcakes are extremely yummy, and they taste a lot better too!" Rainbow Dash sighed.

"Well ah don' see a diffrence in 'em, cept for the frostin'." Rainbow Dash hovered by the two Earth ponies as they walked through the forest. They had no idea that something was hiding in the bushes, watching them with fear.

"So what the hay are we lookin' fer again?" Applejack wasn't sure what they were talking about when they had rushed up to her, but she decided it was important and followed them in here.

"It was this HUGE thing that came crashing out of the sky and exploded! It was AWSOME!" Rainbow Dash thought it was cool, but Applejack had her worries.

"So this thing crashed, and we're lookin' fer it?" Applejack inquired.

"Yup!" Pinkie Pie's usual happy, hyper expression staying the same. "Well, I reckon that sounds pretty darn impor-"

*SNAP*

They all stopped. "Who's there? I ain't afraid of ya!"

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I was staring, mouth wide open. These pony things were talking and they heard me. Wow, that's just fucking great.

I wasn't sure what to do. So i just slowly backed up, but that made even more noise and now they had a precise location of where I was. God dammit

"Come out, ya big wuss!" the blue one shouted. I wasn't intimidated so easily, but that blue pony was pissing me off.

"Well, hang on sugarcube, whatevers out there might be friendly." said, looking at where the sound came from.

"I don't care, what ever it is, is probably a stupid little chicken anyways." she yelled a bit louder, hoping I'd hear. That's it.

"Oh shut the hell up." I was standing up staring at them, my eye locked onto hers. I've never gotten mad over something so small, but this pony, just, UGH. "What makes you so damn tough?" I was staring at them with anger, and then they all just stared at me, confused. I smiled sheepishly, "um . . hi. . ."

- author's note

Pretty short chapter, only about 2,000 words, but it was my first try. I promise, there will be more action in upcoming chapters, but for now, you get awkward moments. hope you guys enjoy it.