Author's Note

Important! Please read: This is the first chapter of the second of my "Human Heroes of Equestria" Series. It focuses on three different humans as they help Equestria in different times.

Gabriel Richter in Medieval times, John Smith during World War 2, and a third human in modern times.

Hope you enjoy and, if possible, provide me with helpful tips to improve upon them.

A Journey Through the Gates of Hell.

August 20th, 1944, Beach near Equestria.

"Hey sis! I found where that noise came from!" Rosebud exclaimed.

The little filly and her older sister, Red Rose, were playing outside their home when a loud noice distracted them.

The source of the sound, as Rosebud had found, was a large object that fell out of the sky onto the beach.

"Rosebud, get away from that! It could be dangerous!" Red shouted.

Rosebud, ignoring her sisters warning, went inside the object. The filly was shocked by what she found. Bizarre creatures wearing different uniforms... Dead, except one.

"Ugh.... Need.... Help..." the creature said as it crawled out of the rubble.

"Red! Come quick! This creature needs help!" Rosebud shouted.

Her sister rushed in and used her magic to levitate the creature out of the object.

"What is this thing?" Rosebud asks.

"I don't know. But whatever it is, it needs help." Red Rose replied.

"If only we knew what happened here.".

June 6th, 1944, off the coast of Normandy, France.

"If only, but I highly doubt the Jerries would give up that easy John." McDonough, Daniel's boot camp friend, said.

They didn't know it at the time, but they were about to take part in the most decisive, and bloody, operation of the war... D-Day.

"Roebuck, McDonough get your asses into the landing craft!" Sargent Johnson yelled.

The two of them obeyed and got into the Higgins boat with the rest of the squad.

As they neared the beach head, they came under enemy fire.

"Damn it! Lower the ramp!" Lieutenant Mitchell shouted.

As the ramp lowered, machine guns opened fire on the soldiers. Bodies were ripped apart, some beyond recognition.

"Mommy!" a soldier cries as he tries to reattach his legs.

The surviving soldiers charge for the cliffs, once they get to the cliffs they climb up and descend into the enemy trenches.

Once in the trenches, the soldiers begin fighting the Germans in full on close-quarter combat.

Bayonets and knives cut through flesh and bone. Shotguns blow the limbs off of the German soldiers. The trenches pile with corpses, blood, and both external and internal body parts.

Daniel looks on in horror at the sight, but pulls himself together as Mitchell orders him and a couple of other soldiers, including McDonough, to clear out the bunkers that surround the trenches.

"Well Danny, looks like we get to team up on this one. I also heard a rumor that a Jerry Officer is in one of these bunkers, he ain't no ordinary officer either... He's got high standing in some damned secret Nazi group. Big target." McDonough said as they maneuver through the trenches.

"Yeah? Well if Fritz has secrets, lets steal 'em off the bastards cold, dead, corpse." Roebuck replied.

They clear out all the bunkers, killing and searching every Officer inside, but never found the man they hoped to find.

June 7th, 1944, Pointe Du Hoc.

The squad received orders, along with new soldiers and supplies, to hold the bunkers from a counterattack. After setting up positions, the Germans attacked in hopes of retaking the bunkers.

"Open fire! German Tiger!" Mitchell shouted as he spotted a Tiger Tank approach from the road.

Both sides fired on each other, Sargent Johnson was killed in the process by a blast from the Tiger Tank, leaving corpses piling up.

"Roebuck, McDonough. Get that bazooka and fire on the Tiger tank! Rogers, Taylor man the motors and help them out!" Mitchell shouted.

They did as ordered and within a few minutes the Tiger, alongside a good portion of the attacking forces, was destroyed.

After the battle, the remainder of the squad searched their fallen for the wounded. Among the dead were Lieutenant Mitchell, who was shot by a sniper, Privates Taylor and Rogers, and Private First Class McDonough.

"Fuck! You lousy Kraut bastards!!!" Daniel yelled as he found the corpse of his best friend.

Daniel Roebuck was one of the many who survived the battle but, because his entire squad was wiped out, was placed as a communications officer for another squad.

July 10th, 1944, Unspecified French Forest.

It was now a month and four days since the landing, and Roebuck was still getting used to his new position.

He and his new squad were sent into a forest after liberating a small town. Their mission: to locate and destroy a hidden Nazi bunker inside the forest, and find Oberstürmannfürth Hans Fischer. Alive if possible, dead if necessary.

Hans is believed to have been at Normandy but had relocated just as the battle had started.

"Remember, only kill Fischer if there's no other way. Got it?" Captain Lance tells the squad.

As the approach the bunker they are attacked by German soldiers. The survivors are taken to the bunker to be experimented on.

"Welcome Amerikan Soldiers. I am Hans Fischer, but you may call me Hans." Fischer says.

"Lets see now... Hmm... This one! I want this one! He has perfect Aryan features!" Hans exclaimed as he pointed to Roebuck.

The soldiers grabbed Roebuck and carried him to the main laboratory of the bunker.

There, it's explained that Hans and his research division are experimenting with some bizarre metal.

"Ah, my young freund. You and I are going to have so much fun together. You see, this metal was discovered in a unmarked medieval German grave. It has some, shall we say, unique properties and today you shall have the pleasure of experiencing them!" Hans explained as he began operating on Roebuck, before knocking him out.

He carved a small hole in Roebuck's head and placed a piece of the metal inside his brain. Than he sealed the hole and ordered the soldiers to kill the other members of Roebuck's squad.

Afterwards, Hans finished operating on Roebuck.

"My dear freund, you have no idea how much it pains me to let you leave here without using you as a weapon for the Third Reich but, as with most things, you must be set free and returned from where you came. But you are destined for greatness." Hans said as he carried Roebuck out of the bunker, destroying it and killing his fellow Germans in the process.

Several Hours Later.

"What the?! Sargent over here!! This man is still alive!" a soldier said as he found Roebuck.

"Get this man to the base! Step on it!" the sargent yelled.

At the base Roebuck is briefed on what had happened, and that he was going to be reassigned as a communications officer onboard a B-17 "Flying Fortress" Bomber.

But first, they gave him time to recuperate from his experiences.