Don't do what I did but do what I say...
The room was dead silent...the only thing that broke it was Shining that went checking on both the alien and his fallen friend and comrade...after a time the room was filled with some other guards,2 of them went to help their Captain
"The alien is down,you two secure him and get rid of any gear or equipment he's in possession...I want him guarded and in an imprisonment, you won't be allowed to use any sort of magic on him...was I clear?"-Shining Armor ordered in a very formal way...
"Sir,yes sir"- the guard said in union
Shining now getting focused on Flash...rolling him over and trying to wake him up...
"Wake up you reckless recruit"- Shining said while in a way insulting him,because his rank was much higher than that
Running out of options Shining smacked Flash in the face with his hand annnnnnnnnd it WORKED!
"Ow,my head"-Flash muttered
"Heh I always wanted to do that"-Shining said more to himself then somebody else
"W-What?!!!"-Flash asked in confusion...
"Nothing"-Shining said in a quickly before standing up and giving Flash a lift to stand up that he accepted and was now standing on his feet
"That Alien is stronger then the strongest Earthpony I know"-Flash said in defence
"I can surely see you had your helmet on and it knocked you out"-Shining said
"yeah,he also smelled like he hadn't bathed in weeks"-Flash said
"hey let me see that wound of yours"-Shining more ordered than anything else
Flash took his helmet off and turned around to show his wound
"wow the whole back part of your helmet has banded"-Shining exclaimed in surprise
"yeah it takes more then just a hit to take me down like that Cap"-Flash said proudly
"Go get yourself a doctor boy "-Shining ordered
"Yes sir,but before are go I have a question"-Flash said
"Yes Sarge"-Shining called him by his real rank
"What happened to the alien"-Flash asked
"Ow, I blasted him with spell that just pushed him strongly enough to knock him out, don't confuse it with levitation that's something else...right now he is put under care"-Shining explained
"I see but something else I see is a hole on the wall is he ok to be put in that kind of care,and I know that do you mean by care Cap"-Flash said
"To be honest I was surprised...I was going to call a medical team but when a checked his ribs they were fine like nothing ever happened,he's surely a tough one i give him that"-Shining explained himself
"I understand...can I request to temporarily be his guard Cap?"-Flash requested
"What,why?...hmmm request accepted but for now go take care of yourself,your dismissed Sargent"-Shining announced
(So i will have more time with my wife)
"Yes sir"-was all Flash said before dismissing himself and getting out of view...
And now Shining turned to face the princesses...
Go into the light or the light will come into you!
Location: N/A
Position: N/A
Status: Physically:Weaken lungs/Mentally: Suffering total amnesia
This is my entire story....
Heh the irony,I was at the same hospital when I firstly woke up about 2 years ago and now scavenging for some useful supplies...while I was exploring the place old memories came to my mind...at least remembering was kind of fun when you had nothing to do...as far as I remember I woke out coughing cause of polluted air going through the respiration tubes that were meant to make my breathing easier instead of-of whatever they were doing...I knew nothing about myself,NOTHING or where I was or how I came to be here in the first place...the first thing my body felt was hunger but my mind however realized how fucked I was...seriously tho I didn't understand what made my mind think that way...oh wait maybe it was cause of the fact that that the first thing I saw was a dead body right in front of me sitting in a chair like it was waiting for me to wake up or...or maybe that everything that was rusted and polluted as shit...or whatever it just was it just doesn't matter...I stood up and this is the interesting part...
I never truly understood why did I stand up,why?-I could just keep standing there and die but why didn't I? I had nothing to lose and a part of me wanted to do just that but something kept me going,something so overwhelming,so powerful but yet so weak,it was something I couldn't rip off from myself, it felt like something coming up from my very being...for quite a while I had a dilemma on the point that:"Was I controlling myself or was myself controlling myself...I just ended up in the conclusion that it was an intersection...such a primitive system but yet unbreakable...to be honest I was glad that I had it, I guess but I didn't know if I was ever going to be thankful of it...anyway after I stood up I noticed that the breathing was very hard but I could menage for a while and the first thing I did was a check up on myself...everything looks to be in order with me,I didn't find anything wrong except something that felt like a an already healed wound in my head...
After I finished my check up on myself I turned to the dead body in the chair that when I finally got a much better look it turned up to be a soldier of some sort, while approaching,I stepped on something that cracked and sent a shiver down my spine,I froze for a moment before having the courage to look down and couldn't see anything so I removed my foot while also removing the possibility for it being a mine...the reason why I thought that was cause seeing a soldier meant WAR and WAR means a lot of other shit..anyway I found out that it was just an shotgun bullet that had been used and only the shell was left behind...I felt a small bit of horror when considering the possibility that that bullet was used on the now already dead person...the "stepping" on the shell was the first time I looked at the ground and at the ground I spotted blood, like a lot a lot of dried blood...it came from the room's door and from the strains he was probably hit and stated to crawl inside the room...it looks that after he did so he stood up...I figured this out cause the lines of blood became drops of blood...and this part shows that who ever this person was he saved my life...how do i know that?-well when he got hit he probably kept his hand on his wound and his hand got bloody...the drops of blood weren't directed to the chair but at my equipment's...(you know those who tell if you were alive or now that makes that beeping sound)...his hand that was bloody shows that whatever he did he made the equipment tell that I was dead...while I was totally So ALIVE!...
After that the blood goes to the direction of the chair when also more blood could be found in it cause he stayed there,probably having no power to fight back or anything anymore cause the lack of blood and probably passing out...whatever or whoever they were fighting with it came a bit late, entered the room and saw him still alive and giving him a finishing blow in the heart with a shotgun but when he saw me he probably was in a hurry or wanted to save rounds or who knows...he just saw the equipment that was now a static beep and thought that i was already dead and left the room...this was all my theory and it makes sense..but I was about to find more but also not much...The soldiers name turned out to Benjamin Thomson and his rank reached Major...huh not bad like not bad at all...
I found only a secondary weapon and one of its magazines...it looked like whoever killed him took his primary weapon and its ammo and rushed out leaving the door open...it was a a kind of that I didn't recognize and took to investigate it...hmmm 20 round magazine with one already in the barrel + I had an extra magazine with an another 20 rounds, just great...it definitely looks like they were in a hurry on leaving this or it was one of the most stupidest soldiers in existence, a thing that I don't want to believe since what happened to what I considered a dead friend or even a brother that was a Major getting killed by a stupid idiot...anyway there is always a chance that it was a lucky shot, or an ambush or that they weren't ordered to savage in the first place...hmmm with all the though going into my mind I kept searching...after removing his gloves I found a ring...poor bastard...was the first thing I ever muttered...the situation caused me to look at my hand but I found nothing I didn't know if I had to feel good or bad about this but anyways ...after some time I found a journal, a journal meant information of who he was and what the hell had happened and what was going on...unfortunately the book was shot and penetrated by the shotgun round and then the blood that came and dried it made the journal impossible to read...I cursed but kept searching...
Still not getting the courage to take his gas mask of, what if I know him what if I get my memories back...heh nothing more was found out of him except a medal of honor but I din't give much thought (just thought more highly of the person)and in the last moment I spotted something that was covered in dust on the ground just a bit away from the chair and a mm away from the blood but still had a little amount of blood on it, i cleaned the dust and saw that it was a latter...a post latter that was opened, I pulled out whatever it was in it...it felt like a latter or money but it turned out to be only some photographs...three to be more exact but as soon as I noticed,I didn't want to look at them and my head pop up and instead of looking at the photos now I was looking at something else I didn't want to see...My Face...I didn't notice before cause of the dust that there was mirror surprisingly not damaged that caused nothing more than fear...I feared to remember but I already say my face...I don't know if I must say that that was good or a bad thing...by I couldn't recall nothing,No memories came to me when I saw my face...after touching my face to make sure that it was mine and already removing the fear of remembering a little,I looked at the photos...
The fist one was a photo of a happy family: a man with a wife, a son and a daughter their faces clearly visible but a little blood at the sides of the photo...I immediately without thinking twice the emotions getting the better from me I rushed to the body hoping to not confirm what was crossing my mind and in a flash removed the gas mask that was covering its face...and it was him the person in the photo...I remember that I just stared sometimes at him and sometimes at the photo...The feels...I looked at the back of the photo and in the black space of it it was written something: "Never forgive-Never forget"...I made the connection that his family was now dead, that just made me feel even worse,WORSE...I noticed the blood in the photo and understood that in the last moments of his life he was looking at this photo...I wasn't able to take it anymore I needed to think something else and before the feels overwhelmed me i looked at the other photo...that just surprised the shit out of me...it was just another photo but instead of it's family there were it's friends and there was him again and ME!! (and 4 others)...in that photo was my face...it was me having a beer and smiling in a outdoor night club having fun with all the others under the stars,that looked like having the best night ever...
I didn't know how to feel or what was I feeling,there were so many mixed emotions...but before I could find out what emotions they were...I insistingly turned the photo at the blank side just to see 6 names written in it...one for each person on the photo it seemed...one of those names must be my name...each name had something written in its side:Alive or Dead or Missing...Two names was written as dead...One was written as missing...and 3 were written as alive...Since I knew that I was alive I should have concentrated on the alive ones in curiosity to find which one was myself...my curiosity was no match compared to the sorrow I was going throw...I wasn't able to remember any of their faces or names but you could clearly see at the picture that we were all friends...they lost me more that I lost them but it felt awful...but still l couldn't cry...I couldn't remember...after a great while I turned at the "Alive" names...one of them was Benjamin Thomson that I already knew so there were two names left: Arnold Morse/ Mason Gore... one of them was my name but I wasn't sure, hoping that I will find something to help me I turned to the 3 third photo...
What I saw surprised me again...An entire Battalion of squad soldiers with someone in the middle that looked like it was leading them...I was able to count 30 members...several of them unclear faces including the leading one that was looking back at them...I was able to spot Benjamin and the one in the previous picture that I still didn't know but happy to see him alive at this picture, there was also someone with the unclear face in the middle of them that I supposed it was me...forgetting the fact that when I turn the photo on the other side I will find names written with a dead mark,I did it without hesitation...in that moment I didn't cry but two tears dropped immediately...In the upper part was written: "Brothers in arms"...25 names were written as dead...only 3 missing and only two Alive...that one was Benjamin Thomson and me...I found the name "Arnold Morse" as missing...his death was never confirmed...that reviled my name, My name was "Mason Gore"...I finally found out but with the cost I had to give I with I never had...I felt sorry about Arnold as much as for everyone else...from the three photos I was the only one who SURVIVED but I didn't even know what I had survived...
After maybe an hour of pure shock and doing nothing just standing there, I was brought up too reality by a cough...it was then when I realize how much problem with breathing and how hungry I was...When I turned around to face the world, I just faced a part of that small room I hadn't seen before just because i never looked back since the beginning of all of this...a furniture, it looked like a wardrobe and it was open...it was all dusty,when I when to investigate that was only tow steps away I firstly noticed what was missing not what was in it...from the missing dust you could tell that there was also an another weapon that was surely taken by the person who killed Ben but everything else was there...I took something that looked like clothes...when I dusted it out it turned out to be a uniform...a military uniform like Benjamin's and very dirty like Benjamin's also...now thinking of clothes I finally came to mind what was I wearing, just that medical mantel...but what surprised me was that in it was written my name "Mason Gore"...
Heh Even my name doesn't bring me back any memories...but what truly surprised me was the rank of the uniform that had my name written in "Brigadier"...I was stunned...the leader in the first picture was ME...I was their leader, that was my brigade...Am I a bad leader, AM I THE REASON FOR ALL THEIR DEATHS?!!...this was unacceptable and I stooped my self from thinking anymore and decided to feel nothing and focus on what I have been doing even before all of this...SURVIVING....
I took the medical mantel off and geared up...I also found a bag that was gonna get in handy but the most important thing I found was a gas mask with 2 additional filters and 2 already in use...The person who killed Ben took my Primary weapon just as Ben's but left the secondary weapon just like Ben's...in no difference my pistol was just like his and just an another magazine like his...in a moment I thought on taking on only the rounds but I ended up on taking both of them for some reasons not worthy to tell now...I was finally geared, armed and ready to go through whatever was out there...all I did for Ben was just a put on the bad that I was in and cover his body with a blanket,praying and militarily honoring him...I left the picture of his family with him but the two others for some unknown reasons I kept them...I also found Ben's pen and wrote his name as dead in the 2 photos I had taken with me...sooo yeah all I had was a gear,a bag,a gun and a gas mask as gadget...I have been scavenging and surviving on my planet ever since...
"I have survived everything until now and I will survive you too,all of you"-you shout to the direction of the invisible barrier that had some human like creature behind it that couldn't b seen clearly and had been asking you a ton o questions until you all agreed that you telling the entire story was a better idea...but why they started disappearing one by one you didn't know until only two were left with the passing of time...
"Let me go,I want nothing more that to survive, I have never harm anybody or anything that wasn't threatening my survival"-you exclaimed
"You know we can't do that"- a voice responded
"You,I have been hearing your voice all day,show yourself"-you request
"You know we can't do that"- the same voice responded
"For the f*cks sake at least tell me your name"-you request again
"My name in Prin-...Celestia"-the voice now recognizable now as Celestia said
"All right Celestia I told you everything, now you own me some answers"-you say while your voice stared to calm down...
"Indeed we do but you haven't told us how did you get here and what have you been doing since your arrival"-Celestia responded
"I told you literally everything to the smallest detail just as you requested,you said to tell about myself, I did now is your turn"-you demand
Mason could see the two figures talking to each other and after a while of intense silence came a respond...
"What do you want to know?"-Celesta asked
"Finally,where in the bloody hell am I?'-Anger starting to build inside you
"You are in another planet called Equ-"-before Celestia could finish you interrupt...
"oh really, no shit tell me something I don't know and be more specific"-you say now anger overwhelming you
"You are inside a Magical hatch-"-you interrupt Celestia again..
"Oh really bitch I am imprisoned now for doing NOTHING,WHAT ARE YOU GOING TO DO IF I DO
SOMETHING"-you shout in a threatening tone...
"HOLD YOUR MOUTH"-an unknown very loud voice came to your ears making you cover them
"Who the fuck you, oh wait I don't even care, are you gonna stop me now from talking that you wished so much to do so"-you more counter
attacked then anything else
"Anon we need to know you before we can release you"-the voice known as Celestia said
"That's it,I have had enough...you said that twice and not accomplish it,you know me more then you do yourself...AND IN THE END I DON'T HAVE TO WAIT FOR YOU TO RELEASE ME,WHATCH!!!
You take out your pistols and start to fire them both in the same time in the same place...one burst/nothing...two bursts/nothing...3 bursts/crack...
"THAT's it"-you say while being relifed that you had effect over what they call as magic...
"Celestia he's breaching "-Luna said worried
"I can see that Luna,what should I do?"-Celestia said
"oh come on you are not feeling mercy for him are you?"-Luna asked
no response*
"Knock him out Celestia"-Luna more ordered than anything else
The spell was beginning to shatter ...
no reaction*
"DO IT TIA DO IT NOW!"-Luna closed her eyes...
Celestia that was controlling the hatch did as she was told but too late,the hatch was destroyed...on the other hand in the moment that the spell was shattered our Mason runed of of bullets...
"Shit...reload,reload,reload"-you were talking to yourself
You were too busy reloading to notice one of those pegasais flying toward you and made contact with you right after you finished reloading and making you hit the wall behind you,leaving you almost breathless and firing two rounds from each pistol cause of the pain in random direction..fortunately both missing any thing that can be defined as a target but unfortunately for the pegasai that you will know later as Flash Senry you had enough strength and breath left to hit him with the back of the pistol in the back of the head knocking him out...right after you took an battle stance you got hit by a magic bolt that made you hit the wall again and fall unconsciousness on the ground"
IT IS NOT OVER YET...
