Sieg Heil

by Ron Jeremy Pony

Rating: mature
Tags: Adventure, Sex, Alternate Universe, Anthro, Main 6, Gore, Original Character, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Spike, Romance
Length: 3031

Friendship is sometimes the only thing that will stand to make things better. And other times it's going to war to protect those friendships. Such is the case with the friendship between two soldiers.

Friendship is sometimes the only thing that will stand to make things better. And other times it's going to war to protect those friendships. Such is the case with the friendship between two soldiers. Aryanne hadn't wanted change. But things had begun to change around her. That change had caused her leader to decide to make a treaty with the Nation of Equestria. As such a guard, no a soldier from their nation has come, and some how, he's forced her to re-evaluate what she believes.

(Cover is a wonderful piece of art by Darkdoomer, please, go visit his wonderful page)

Coauthored by MoltenxKid and L0rd0f7hund3r)

Published 2017-07-31 02:30:06 UTC
Last updated 2017-07-31 02:30:06 UTC

Friendships and Alliances

Sieg Heil

Chapter 1: Friendships and Alliances

The sound of gunfire filled the night skies. The landscape, once beautiful and serene, was now covered in pits from explosions. War had erupted between the Nationalist Socialist Party of Germaneigh and the Soviet Union of Glimmerston.

It was a war that had raged for nearly four years at this point, and one that Aryanne Wahresblut had every intention of seeing to the end. Currently she was in the camp, talking to her soldiers, relaying commands. They had to make a push.

The Soviet's leader, and head general, took prisoners, but there was horror stories coming back. Cutie Marks, the very representation of a Pony's soul, were being taken. It was filthy Unicorn magic, and Aryanne would see this Unicorn's horn snapped off, and then shoved directly up her tailhole.

Slowly, bit by bit, her soldiers began to report in. They were making headway, but it seemed that for every hoof forward they trotted there was another attack. Aryanne nodded, rose to her hooves, and walked slowly toward the tent wall. There she saw a picture of a stallion, no man, that she cared deeply for.

The Führer had wanted to see things change, she wanted to see stallions more accepted into greater roles than just breeders and laborers. She wanted to see the great nation of Germaneigh become allies and friends to the greater world.

Aryanne had been against it, all of it, until she met him.

*****two years ago*****

"Mine Führer."

Aryanne saluted with a true practiced ease. She stood waiting for a moment while Süßigkeiten Fallen, her Führer,returned the salute, and then gestured toward a seat.

"You understand why I want you here correct?"

Aryanne shook her head, "No, but it is not my place to question my orders."

The Führer smiled, "Very well. Lieutenant, we are unable to continue as we always have. If we are to survive then we must adapt. We will be holding a peace summit."

Aryanne watched her, "With whom?"

The Führer laughed, "The Equestrians actually. They wish to speak to us about establishing a working alliance."

Aryanne closed her eyes, "We would invite..."

She heard a throat being cleared and stopped.

"This is not up for negotiation. I want to see this done. We need the alliance the Equestrians are interested in, and we need to grow. If we do not our society will become stagnate, and then it will rot."

With that Aryanne was given her specific orders. She was to meet the incoming delegates, greet them, take them to their lodging, and then she would provide security for them.

She traveled to the Airship doc and watched as an impressive ship docked. Off of it stepped a Lavender Alicorn, five other mares, a dragon that was reaching young adulthood, and a Pegasus Stallion.

She studied the Pegasus, measured his stride, and came to the conclusion that he had some military training. Although she was certain it paled when compared to her own. Germaneigh was a proud Earth Pony nation, but she did have a sister that was born a Pegasus. Still, a prouder Germaneigh mare, with exception for herself, had never been born. She loved Kryrie, dearly, but even so her sister understood her place. She was allowed into the military, because of Aryanne’s own rank, but she understood that she would always be an enlisted mare. So it was odd to see a Pegasus, especially a stallion, that was holding a conversation, and being treated as an equal. They reached where she was standing and she gave a slight bow.

"Welcome to Germaneigh. I shall lead you to your lodging. Please, do not fall behind."

The group began to move, but she sensed someone at her side.

"What's your name?"

She glanced at voice's owner. It was that... Stallion.

"I am Lieutenant Wahresblut."

She had hoped her answer to relay that she wanted to limit all communication with this...stallion. Instead he held out a hand.

"Sergeant David Frankum formerly of the United States Armed forces, currently of the Equestrian Royal Guard."

She sighed, "You are a Sergeant, correct?"

He nodded, "Yes."

"Very well, Sergeant, shall I pull rank and order you to hold all communication.”

Although he didn't speak much more on the way Aryanne found that the Sergeant seemed to keep up with her, staying in stride, and actually staying beside her. She wasn't at all sure how she felt about this. He was a stallion, granted a very strange one, but regardless as a stallion his place was far different than that of a mare's.

They walked into the lodging, a rather nicely designed hotel that had dozens of wait staff ready to take the luggage and see to it. Aryanne received their key, walked them upstairs, and then opened a large apartment that had several rooms in it. She watched as Sergeant Frankum stayed at the front door. He looked out, almost as if he was standing guard.

"I am here to provide security."

He smiled, "And I thank you for it, but I was brought along as security detail."

She rolled her eyes and looked ahead.

"So, Kraut huh?"

She turned toward him, her eyes narrowing.

"You are testing my patience."

He glanced at her, "Lieutenant, respectively speaking Ma’am, you're not the scariest thing I've seen today. You no where near the scariest thing I've seen this week, and I'm not even going to talk about what I've seen in the last year."

Her brow knitted as she stared at him, "Perhaps you would like to spar with me, ya? If we are going to work together, perhaps it would be a good way to get to know one another."

Aryanne relayed the rules to him. The sparring went until one of them gave up or passed out. She expected this to be over well before now. He was quick, strong for a Pegasus, but he was facing an Earth Pony. She ducked under a swing, sprung forward, and caught him by the midsection. She drove him to the floor, but he rolled with her on him. It offset her balance and soon she found him with his legs wrapped around her leg, his arms at the ankle, and she felt what he was trying to do. He was positioned in such a way that she couldn't kick, she reach him to hit him, and all she could do was strain to break his hold.

"I've never had anyone break this before."

She gritted her teeth, feeling the intense strain on her leg, and then she began to move. He grunted in pain, and then after a moment her leg was free. She hobbled to a stance, favoring her now exceptionally sore left leg. There had been something of a pretense of certainty to this sparring session. She had believed that it would end with Sergeant Frankum being shown his place. He would end up having to submit to his obvious superior, but that wasn’t how it was turning out. Instead he had proven himself to be resourceful, well trained, and not at all what she expected. She put a little weight on her left leg only to feel a twinge of pain.

“I say that was a good hold...you won’t get that on me again,” she said getting her stance back.

“I don’t use the same holds twice unless need be,” he replied getting back into position.

Both stood across from each other waited thinking of a strategy. It was until Sergeant Frankum charged did Aran move. She dodged under a right hook that Frankum sent and managed to get a good hit on his ribs. He took the punch with a grunt before using his left hoof to trip her. She saw the move coming yet she couldn’t till it was too late. She stumbled, but used her momentum to roll forward. Quickly she turned around, ran towards the stallion, and grabbed his right hoof before he could return from his previous action. When she did this, she tripped him, and pulled his leg behind him, twisting it harshly.

“Give up!” She yelled, adding more force, “No pony can last in this hold.”

Frankum, feeling the pressure, tried to speak but couldn’t. He was more focused on his leg not being ripped off. He assumed the sparing was just playful between two soldiers, but this pony wasn’t joking. She was serious...a bit too serious even for soldiers.

“Are you giving in or am I going to take this leg as my personal trophy?”

He grunted from the strain, feeling her twisting his leg, knowing that she was going eventually cause a bad spring, or possibly even destroy his knee. She was an Earth Pony, that meant strong, really strong. He’d made the mistake before, when he first arrived, in thinking that Pinkie Pie wouldn’t be that strong. He’d been corrected on that when she’d pulled a cart, completely full of her party supplies, up one of the steepest hill’s he’d ever seen. Whatever force that saw fit to make him into a Pegasus had given him the benefit of flight, but left him sorely underdeveloped when it came to pure strength.

“Give!”

He had a single move. If she twisted just right he’d be healing from a broken leg, but as it was this was just extremely uncomfortable. But one thing he’d noticed was that most ponies had a thing about their tails. Hers was just out of his grasp, but if he could reach it, there was a real chance he could make her loosen her grip. Taking the chance he bent at the waist, grabbed ahold of the golden blond tail, and gave a soft pull.

The effect was instantaneous. Aryanne’s grip tightened, and then slacked off. He’d never asked why Ponies acted that way with their tail. He’d never had his pulled, so he wasn’t sure, but his answer came when she let go. He expected a pained gasp, uncomfortable groan, but the sound of a very lewd, and long, moan escaping the Earth Pony mare wasn’t what he expected at all. She didn’t try to grab at him, instead she bent double, her moving toward her crotch and covering it. He let got, and after a moment she looked at him.

Her eyes were half lidded, but there was no smile, no gentle declaration of passion. No, Aryanne looked pissed.

“I don’t know which backwater Equestrian hovel you came from, but pulling a tail is not decent! Especially in public.” Aryanne yell, slight moans pleasant after her words,”I’ll have you placed in the dungeon! Tortured every day until you collapse!”

It took David a second to process what he had done, but once he did, his face went red as a Washington apple. He backed away, not sure how to recover from his mistake. Now that he thought about it, tail pulling actually made since in this world...and so did half the things the anthropomorphic ponies did in this world.

“I’m mighty sorry...”He apologized, ”I didn’t know…

“You’re either an idiot or a virgin…” Aryanne spit, getting from the floor and wiping any dirt from her overcoat, “ I’d bet my bits that you’re both!”

David went to deny both statements out of pride, yet a certain high powered individual appeared.

“So you two were causing the loud noises, I see,” spoke the Führer, slightly amused, “ I’m glad to see you two are becoming great friends before the treaty has even been signed.”

Aryanne saluted her superior before walking towards her and speaking, “Friends may be too strong of a word for this…’relationship’, my Führer.”

“Sergeant, Princess Twilight Sparkle asked if you could please go to the banquet hall and make sure everything is set. While you’re there, I must have a word with my pony here.”

Frankum nodded before limping away. He gave Aryanne a friendly smile before disappearing to the banquet hall. Once gone, the Führer turned to the pony and glared seriously. Aryanne had seen this look before. It was the same look as before the war had started a few years ago.

“Aryanne...I know you may not like Equestrian culture or how they go about things. You may not like stallions either...in a certain way. However, I need you to push aside your beliefs and grow. Our old ways are just that. Old. We need to expand our mind like I told you earlier.”

“But…”

“No buts...that soldier...Frankum I believe his name is...he seemed to have a liking towards you. I want you to become his friend. By you doing that, it’ll show Equestria we are serious about this treaty.”

Aryanne sighed, resigned to befriend a perverted idiot. The Führer was determined to make this treaty work. She desperately wanted the alliance of the Equestrians. Aryanne saw the benefit of an alliance. The Equestrians had three Princesses, and the alliance of the Crystal Empire which provided another Princess at their disposal. They were every bit of a superpower as Germaneigh was. Their aid would ensure that the war could be won with fewer casualties, and perhaps even help influence the changes that the Führer so desperately wanted to see implemented.

She slowly moved toward the banquet hall. She would follow her Führer’s orders, although she wasn’t exactly sure if she truly wanted to become friends with somepony that liked to grab a pony by the tail and give it a tug. Nearing the banquet hall she closed her eyes. These guests were the means to an alliance that would give them the edge they needed. And the Pegasus stallion seemed good natured. There was no question that he was obvious an idiot, and she wasn’t sure if he was actually a pervert, or simply somepony that didn’t think.

Surely, even if he was a virgin, he understood what pulling a tail meant. She opened the door to see the hall decorated in pink and blues. Balloons and streamers hung in a way that looked more like a celebration rather than a state dinner. Aryanne watched as the pink Earth Pony mare decorated the room using what looked like a canon. She then looked toward the rainbow maned Pegasus who was laughing along with an orange coated, blond maned, Earth Pony. The both of them seemed to be in fairly happy spirits. The white Unicorn seemed determined to keep some of the decorations up to the standards Aryanne believed would be acceptable for a state dinner, and the pink maned, yellow coated, Pegasus spoke to the Princess, Dragon, and the Sergeant.

She stepped inside and eyes turned toward her. A small part of her wanted to disappear, but instead she moved forward.

“Is the banquet hall acceptable?”

“Yes, it’s fine,” the Princess said as she neared her, “It’s actually quite a bit bigger than we were expecting.”

Aryanne gave a pleased nod, “Danke schön, your highness, our Führer wanted to ensure that there was enough room to address all that could come.”

“Should be more than enough.”

Her eyes turned toward the Sergeant. Her smile fell, slightly, but it didn’t drop completely. Instead it became more of a pleasantry than anything else. She gave a slight bow to the Princess herself, “Is there anything I could do to assist in helping?”

Twilight watched Aryanne’s actions, and she looked toward David. He’d become a wonderful friend since his appearance. In truth his actions had helped to make the guard stronger, better, more capable to handling threats that they should have been handling long before. And even though whatever force it was that brought him had turned him into a Pegasus… David was still very clueless about pony society.

It had made for a few awkward situations. She wasn’t sure what had happened between him and the Lieutenant, but whatever it was had been more than enough to give her the wrong idea about David.

“Actually, if you wouldn’t mind, I’d love for you to help fill in our guard on the local customs and military schedule he’ll need to adapt to while here. I believe it could do him some god.”

There was something in the way Aryanne smiled that bothered Sergeant David Frankum. Somehow he felt as if he was being offered up to the gods of misunderstandings and pain. He didn’t want to think that Twilight would do that. Granted there had been a few misunderstandings between the two of them as well. One of them apparently had been because of some unintentional courtship rituals that Pegasi did. Courtship rituals that he had absolutely no idea about. Did he flirt with Twilight? Absolutely, but it was in good fun. He had no idea that what had happened was basically his asking one of the ruling heads of the nation he resided in if she wanted to get to know him biblically.

It had certainly been a long way from one of his finest hours. Thankfully Twilight understood that he came from a different world, a different culture, although apparently her sister-in-law, who had witnessed the entire thing, was more apt to giving him a little bit of a hard time while also suggesting that perhaps he would be a good match for Twilight.

He gave a slight salute to the Lieutenant.

“Glad to listen and learn Ma’am.”

She raised an eyebrow, “Very well. Your highness I shall attempt to show him what you request,” she turned toward him, “Follow me.”

Author's Note

(AN: What's this? A new story? Holy hell! Yeah, I couldn't help it. I'm still planning on updating everything else, but I had this idea stuck in my head. And since it was there, and since it wasn't going anywhere, I decided to just follow it. So here it is! Expect to see at least bi-weekly updates on this. Also expect to see updates on the following stories within the next couple of weeks.

Justice: Reclaiming Equestria

Celestia, the Broodmare

Crystal Apple

The Lady and the Soldier

Diamond in the Rough

and if I can possibly bring it back, Be Careful of What you Wish.

Thanks for reading!

RJP)