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We turned a corner to see the top of the castle completely engulfed in spewing smoke and the bottom obliterated, raging with flames.

“How the fuck?” I cussed, “Her castle’s made of fucking rock, ain’t it?”

“Something like that,” Dash replied.

“Shit makes no sense.”

In front of the castle was a crowd of ponies, one squirming on the ground with blood underneath her. What caught my attention, and surprised me profusely was three more white, teenage boys. The tallest one was yapping aggressively to the crowd while one of the others had a shotgun to them. The last one was holding a pistol at his side.

All the ponies were trembling, some laying on the ground. That’s when I grew very angry. I wasn't sure how the fuck these shitheads got here, but their existence made my blood BOIL.

I was supposed to be the only human in Equestria. ME. What the FUCK was this?

Dash and I immediately snuck to a nearby bush, using it as camouflage. I looked over my gun quickly, wondering if I could cap their bitch asses fast enough from this distance. I hadn’t held a gun in over 10 months either, as the important princesses obviously denied my request to bring one here over and over again. I even got on their nerves so bad one day that they threw me in the dungeon for 24 hours.

I could spot Twi, Rarity, and Spike in the front of the crowd, shaking nervously like the rest of them.

“D, do something!” Dash whispered.

“I can’t risk firing from this distance! I don’t know what to do.”

“How about you give me the gun and we can pretend that I’m kidnapping you? Then, you get on their good side at the right time, take the gun from me, and blast their heads off?”

“No, no. That is far too intelligent of a plan for us to carry through.”

“Oh my fucking Celestia.”

I continued observing the boys. They all had backpacks on, and the tall one was wearing a bandana around his neck. What a badass, right? Pussy bitch. They all had on baseball caps, and they didn’t look much older than me.

Speaking of which... D’mitry is 18 years old. I don’t know if my past self even mentioned that. Jesus. He’s an 18 year old white boy from the state of Georgia. You know, the zombie state? Yeah. Fitting enough.

The main one snatched Rarity aggressively by the neck, and put his pistol to her head. Spike ran up, but was knocked flat on his face by the other sidekick.

I chuckled, at Spike, but was pissed off about Rarity. Out of the mane 6, Rarity was one of the least abusive towards me, so part of my heart went to her. I was going to fucking murder these fuckboys. I stood up from the bush and stepped out of it in a fit of rage.

“Oh, but he won’t-” a female voice behind me called, “wait … what?”

I turned around to see a human, teenage girl standing behind the bush. She was pretty short, and had blonde hair down to her neck. She also had pretty nice tits. Anyway, she looked back at me with confused, ocean-colored eyes. She also held a pink Glock by her side.

“Hey! Get on the ground!” she yelled, pointing the gun at me when she noticed mine. “Drop it!”

I took a moment to make logic of whatever the fuck this was. It was really starting to piss me off.

“Shut up, bitch,” I hissed, turning back around and stomping my way up to the crowd.

“Hey! Stop!” she called from behind.

“D!” Dash yelled.

I started making my way through the crowd with her and Dash in pursuit when the boys in front of the castle’s stairs noticed me.

“Damn it, Jen! You were supposed to nab him when he got back!” the main boy yelled.

“I tried! This guy is fucking nuts!” she yelled.

I continued to the front of the crowd, my Beretta hanging at my side. I looked between the 3 boys as the two sidekicks raised their guns and pointed them at me. I raised my free hand, causing them to flinch, before I started aggressively pointing between them, like an angry black mother scolding her kids.

“I don’t know who the fuck y’all are, how y’all got here, or what y'all think you’re doing, but y’all need to get the fuck out of my world. You shitheads don’t belong here, so y’all need to take your asses back to Canterlot and get Princess Celestia to send you the FUCK back. Give me your guns, too,” I demanded, stepping forward with an open palm.

“WHOA buddy!” the main guy said, dropping Rarity and pointing his own gun at me. “Jesus, you are fucking nuts! Calm down, pony lover.”

“Don’t tell me to calm down! Don’t evvvva tell me to calm down! I’ll shoot you three assholes in the head and take your damn farm!”

“Huh?”

I started stepping forward, but my head was knocked forward. I dropped my baby as I fell to the ground, and felt the girl shove her glock against the back of my head. Instead of surrendering like a sane person, I threw my head back, knocking the glock back before twisting around. The girl didn’t fire, I guess because she’s a moron, so I pushed the pistol aside with one hand and socked her hard in the face with my other fist. The blow was so powerful that she dropped instantly.

The other guys didn’t appreciate this, and within the next second, one of them tackled me. In our tussle, he got me in a chokehold.

“You fucking idiot!” the main boy yelled, stepping up to us.

“NO!” Dash yelled.

The main boy took out a knife. I angrily fought back against the other boy, but he was holding my arms back. The main boy then took his knife and sliced it fast down my left eye. My vision through it blacked out instantly, and I felt blood squirt down my cheek. The cut sent throbbing pain to my brain as I cried out. The crowd of ponies started a ruckus around us.

“AH!” I hollered, continuing to squirm. “Fucking shitheads!”

The sidekick dropped me, but I was in too much pain to do anything now. I laid on the grass as the main boy jumped on top of me, his knife reflecting the fire’s light above us. Blood oozed out of my eye quickly, and the crowd echoed in my ears. I weakly raised my hands in a measly attempt to hold him off, but it wasn't doing much. I was barely conscious when he raised the knife above his head with both hands.

Was this it?

I closed my eyes, and before zoning out, I heard Discord’s voice over the commotion.

“You fucking imbeciles. God I hate you fucking humans.”

There was a lot of screaming, tussling, and even a couple claps of thunder as I passed out.