OP wakes up in what felt like an instant. He lazily rubs his eyes.

“FUZE! Get over here!” OP Shouts out.

Silence.

“FUZE!” OP shouts again.

Confused OP sits up as he opens his eyes and starts to scan his surroundings. Wood and moss surround him.

‘You’re actually fucking kidding me. No wait I could be in a coma! He must have shot me nearly to death and someone saved me. I’m in a hospital somewhere and I’m surrounded by the others.’ OP thinks to himself.

OP stands up and stretches his arms and legs till they click.

‘I guess even in a coma my bones still click, that could be my mind just making the sounds to make me feel less stressed and not worry about the state of my real body.’ OP thinks to himself as he picks up his weapons, tacticals, lethals and ballistic shield.

He then leaves the tree trunk he slept in, keeping his R4-C and M210-CREM on his back with his M45-Meusoc in its holster, his MPD-0 Stim Pistol in another holster whilst his EDO’s on his belt.

‘I need to check up on that grey mare and make sure she’s ok.’ OP thinks to himself as he heads towards the exit of the forest.

The journey through the forest was quiet and eerie, but not for OP he was used to the silence. It came with the job of cleaning up after the recruits were killed. Hitting the grassy hill where the forest stopped and the town came into view OP stops to check something.

Pressing a button on his belt it releases a small cylinder with 4 tails and rope attached to the bottom.

‘Perfect, I’ll just rappel up.’ OP thinks to himself as he clips his rappel onto his belt for later use.

OP then continues to head towards the town.

As OP arrives into the town he notices that it’s empty.

‘Good, I can do this without being spotted.’ He thinks to himself.

OP starts to walk through the streets towards the hospital, looking around he notices that all the houses look like there from the Victorian era, except one that stands out like a sore thumb. A building that looked to be made entirely from gingerbread, wood and frosting.

‘My mind is a strange place.’ OP thinks to himself.

He smiles as he finally sees the hospital come into view. He starts to run towards the hospital. He takes a moment to look inside one of the windows at the front and sees that the lights are off.

‘Perfect.’ OP thinks to himself. ‘I can sneak in there see and what room she’s in and make sure she’s okay.’

OP walks towards the front entrance, towards a pair of blue double doors. He then forces a corner of his shield into the gap between the blue double doors and twists the shield forcing the doors to open. He then uses his hands to open the doors completely, then steps inside, keeping his hands on the door as he gently pulls them back together, making sure to be as quiet as possible.

The reception is completely empty and is dark. Luckily with years of training in night ops he can see well enough to make his way to the front desk safely and quietly. He walks behind the desk and starts looking through the draws. The first draw he opens holds nothing and is completely empty, the second draw holds exactly what he’s looking for. ‘The patient book’, the place where time of entry, the injury and their name is held for the nurse at the entrance to keep the nurse at the front desk up to date.

OP then starts to flick through the book stopping at D. Dash Rainbow – Concussion. Delivery Special – Strained Wing Muscle. Doo Ditzy (Hooves Derpy) – Concussion and suspected broken ribs.

‘Ditzy Doo? Does she have two names?’ OP thinks to himself as he reads the room number. ‘Since this place seems to be empty at the moment I might as well not bother rappelling up.’ OP thinks to himself as he heads towards the rooms.

OP enters the rooms to see 2 ponies in the same room. The blue one who he ran down with his shield and the grey mare that he came to check up on.

‘I hope bluey doesn’t wake up.’ OP thinks to himself as he drops his equipment apart from one. His MPD-0 Stim Pistol. He aims it straight at Derpy and pulls the trigger. The needle landing in the centre of Derpy’s stomach. Derpy then wakes up with a jolt, she looks around in a panic then stops when she sees OP.

“W-what are you doing here? What am I doing here?” Derpy asks.

OP uses his hand to push the front of the pistol down leaving a space to place the next Stim needle in. Derpy looks at him.

“W-what are you doing with that?” Derpy asks worriedly.

OP then puts the needle into the gun and pushes the front back up making the gun click. He then aims it at the blue pony.

“D-don’t shoot Rainbow! Please I’ll do anything!” Derpy begs.

OP gives her a confused look then pulls the trigger.

Derpy covers her eyes and starts to lightly sniffle.

“Wow, am I in the hospital again? That big motherbucker’s gonna get what’s his when I get out.” The blue pony declares as she shakes her hoof in the air.

“RAINBOW!” Derpy excitedly shouts.

“Oh hey Derpy, why are we here?” Rainbow Dash asks.

Derpy then points towards OP and Rainbow Dash’s face immediately turns into one of anger.

“YOU’RE THE BIG THING THAT HIT ME WITH HIS BIG METAL THING!” Rainbow Dash shouts angrily.

OP then nods his head the starts to reload his pistol again.

“What the buck is that?” Rainbow Dash asks.

“It’s a stim pistol, it’s used to heal teammates in battles where a single mistake will end your life.” OP replies as he places the stim pistol back into its holster.

“YOU CAN TALK!?” The two mares shout.

“Of course I can, considering you’re in my mind right now I would’ve thought you would know that.” OP chuckles.

“Your mind? Are you crazy or stupid? We’re not in your mind dumbflank.” Rainbow Dash laughs.

“And I’m not in a coma in some hospital.” OP chuckles sarcastically.

“YOUR NOT!” Rainbow Dash shouts.

“Bullshit.” OP smirks.

“It’s NOT!” Rainbow Dash growls.

“Fine whatever, but I need to see a psychiatrist after this, my mind is fucked at this point, one minute dreaming of wooden wolves, the next I’m talking to ponies that can fly.” OP chuckles as he shakes his head.

“Urm, OP, you’re not actually in a coma, you’re awake and fine, in fact your better than fine you saved my life!” Derpy says happily.

OP then looks towards his equipment then picks up his pistol.

“H-hey! OP w-what are y-y-you gonna d-do w-w-w-w-w-with that?” Derpy asks.

“Kill myself of course.” OP says in a monotone voice with a deadpan look on his face.

“YOU’RE GONNA DO WHAT?!?!?!?!?” The mares shout.

“Kill myself, I thought you would’ve heard me.” OP grumbles.

“W-wait, let’s talk about this.” Derpy pleads.

“Y-yeah dude, w-we can talk about this.” Rainbow says.

“What’s there to talk about? You’re talking GOD DAMN PONIES! Holy fuck I’m insane! If I do this now then I won’t have to go to an insane asylum.” OP says as he tries to pull the trigger only for the gun to be pulled away from his hand.

“Calm down, whatever you are, we’re here to talk.” A purple unicorn says as it walks towards OP.

“THAT’S THE PROBLEM PONIES DON’T TALK! I’M INSANE! THIS IS FUCKING RIDICULOUS!” OP shouts.

The purple ponies horn starts to glow and OP then tries to shout again only for his mouth not to open.

“Listen, all ponies talk here, whatever part of Equestria you’re from must be a weird place for their not to be any ponies.” The purple pony says trying to calm OP down.

OP then pats at his mouth.

“Oh, right.” The purple pony says nervously as she releases OP’s mouth.

“STOP TALKING! IT ISN’T NATURAL!” OP shouts.

“Yeah it is!” Rainbow shouts back.

“NO IT’S NOT! PONIES DON’T TALK! YOU’RE ANIMALS!” OP shouts.

“Everypony here talks.” The purple pony says as she lowers the pistol to the ground.

“Give me the Meusoc!” OP shouts.

“The weird metal thing?” The purple pony asks.

“YES!” OP shouts back.

“No, not until you calm down and let us talk.” The purple pony says.

“Okay, Okay. I’ll listen just give me the Meusoc back.” OP demands.

“Ok.” The purple pony smiles as she floats the gun towards OP.

OP grabs the gun and in an instant has the barrel against his temple and pulls the trigger. The gun clicks, OP pulls the trigger again and again and again, hoping that was just a misfire, OP pulls out the magazine only to notice the bright white bullets that filled it earlier have disappeared.

“WHAT HAPPENED TO THE BULLETS?!?!” OP panics. “YOU REMOVED THEM DIDN’T YOU!”

“No, as much as I would’ve liked to I didn’t know that’s where the ‘bullets’ where kept.” Twilight shrugs.

OP then charges at the purple unicorn kicking her square on the horn, causing the purple unicorn to scream as she collapses.

“I’M FUCKING OUT! FUCK THIS SHIT!” OP shouts as he runs towards the window and jumps through it.

‘2 stories high, if I aim my head straight down the fall should be enough to break my neck and kill me.’ OP thinks to himself as he plummets.

A gold glow surrounds OP as his body stops an inch from the ground, OP turns his head to see what’s happening. A tall white unicorn with wings glares at him from the window.

“Hello.” The white pony growls angrily.

Author's Note

What did you think? I know it took me a lot longer than it should've but it's finally here! Enjoy!