the last hope

by lostdarkstellan

Rating: teen
Tags: Adventure, Princess Celestia, Human, Main 6, Princess Luna, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Comedy, Cutie Mark Crusaders, Other, Romance
Length: 1993

a man found himself in a wierd world after someone kill him in military base

a man found himself in a other world after someone kill him in military base
and realise,no matter who you are or what you are, you can have second hope.

Have a good read!

story ~stellan ~

editing ~ XeRom ~
( http://www.fimfiction.net/user/XeRom )

Published 2012-08-09 09:04:01 UTC
Last updated 2012-08-09 09:04:01 UTC

bad day

~ hi everyone( or everypony ) this is my first try in the world of fanfic I will going update other chapters soon ( if I can of course) anyway ,have good reading and please I WANT review for my story .

fun fact? I use my android phone for typing this story in my job break !

~stellan ~

bad day

Ring, ring, ring , ri...BANNNG! "Oh please, turn the hell off you stupid clock!!" I raise my head after some effort and finally look to the clock, which I had slammed into the wall.

"Damn not again," I say to myself as I get out of my bed. Note to myself, never mix Jack Daniel’s, vodka, crush and Monster energy drink again... NEVER. Ow. I have one of those headaches this morning; it’s like a got hit by a truck!
I make my way to the bathroom, drink some water and look at my face in the mirror. Brown hair, gray eyes, white skin and... hey! Where the fuck is my pinch?! Oh, I remember now. My friend Dave challenged me, saying that I didn’t have the balls to cut off my beautiful long pinch with a pair of scissors... I know... what an idiot. His face was priceless, though, when I took out my hunting knife and violently cut off a large portion of facial hair; a huge smile across my face. His face was priceless.
Anyway, going to my chamber, I begin to put on my military mechanic’s suit. Yes, I'm in the Canadian Forces; for about a year now as a tank mechanic, and I fucking like it!

I’m only twenty years old, but I already own a house, a car, a pool, and a garage! I have been unable to find love, though, or the love has been unable to find me; the last time I have woman in my life, she cheated on me with my best friend and stole my new laptop, as well as my new LED TV! I lost a good friend because of this, of course.
I pick up the newspaper and take a look at it. Nothing interesting. Just death, more death, publicity and, oh! Wait! More death. I let out a sigh, and tossed the paper back to where I had found it "This is going to be a good day…. “I say to myself when I see the stormy grey sky outside.

I take my key and insert it into my new 2012 Subaru STI. Clok; the sound your key makes when it breaks off in the car door’s lock. "Just great, can this day get any better?!”

As if life had heard that and accepted my challenge; it began to pour, harder than I have ever seen it before, just as my sentence ended. Seriously, fuck my life.
I called up a taxi and paid him to drive me to the military base where I work. I arrive at my job very late; the fucking taxi from hell.

After being insulted by my lieutenant for that, I begin the repairs to the diesel engine I had begun repairs on last week. Working on this for the entire morning, and after a lunch break, I begin to make my way back to the garage when I feel something poke the back of my head, something cold, round, and metallic. When I hear the clik-clak of a gun being loaded, I know what’s happening; someone is taking me hostage.
He takes me back into the garage, the gun still against my head, panic filling my head and fear creeping into my heart. I can feel the gun shaking against the back of my head, making me even more nervous; HE’S HOLDING A GUN IN HIS SHAKING HAND!

Suddenly, I felt a breath close to my ear and the man (I guessed it was a man with his tone of voice) says with a smooth breath, “You probably don’t know why I’ve taken you, instead of one of the other monsters who run this hell factory, or what I’m going to do to you and all of your friends… do you want to know?...Hum… of course you want know, or maybe not? You’re probably like all of the other people on this base, cold hearted, brainwashed, and ready to kill woman or children without a thought to those who you’ve hurt.”
I was shocked. That was probably the best word I could use to describe the look on my face. Why? Why did this man care about me and the other people on this base? What was going happen to me? I finally found the courage to speak. "What’s going happen to me?" I said with fear in my voice.

"You?” he laughed, and not the good kind of laugh, more like the, “I going kill you in the worst method possible,” laugh.

"Please! I’m just a mechanic! I never hurt or killed anyone from my life! "

"Liar! You repair the machines whose purpose is to kill!"

"But this just a job…."

"SHUT THE FUCK UP!"

At this point my face was covered in tears, tears born of fear; fear of what was going to happen, fear of what will probably happen, fear for my life and those of the other people on the base. The fear was replaced by anger; there was no more fear, no more terror. If I’m going to die, I want to die fighting for my life, and for all the life this man would take with his gun.

I turned around to face the man, and my face dropped into one of shock once again. I couldn’t believe who was standing in front of me, I couldn’t believe that this person had so much hate for me, I couldn’t believe… how could my brother do something like this…?

<< chapter created by :Lostdarkstellan Edited by : XeRom My little pony©hasbro>>

after the dark

<< Editor’s Note:

Just a small message from the editor, known on the site as XeRom; it’s been good working with this story, if a lot of work. He’s not a native English speaker so my job is tough, but rewarding. He’s been good to work with so far and I wish to see how this story progresses further. With that, Allons-y!

-XeRom, your local neighborhood Doctor >>

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After the Dark
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“How?! How could you do this to your own brother?”

“You’re not my brother anymore! You’re just a puppet of the military!”

Ok, at this point I was a little lost. For one, some man with a gun took me hostage. Two, this man was apparently my brother that I haven’t seen for three years. Three, he wants to kill me for something I’ve never done. Four, can someone please wake me up from this nightmare?

My brother poked me in the back with his gun, leading us both towards the cafeteria. I hoped that my friend would be able to help me without hurting my brother; he wasn’t in the best mental state right now. He forced me to open the doors leading to the cafeteria and we went in. To my complete surprise, it was a while before anyone noticed the gun against my head.
There was utter panic.

Trained soldiers running about everywhere in a panic. You have got to be kidding me! These men were trained soldiers and they didn’t take the time to stop and see what my brother was up to?
My brother was probably thinking the same way, as he said "What the fuck? Is this all? These are the fearful warriors? Humm... anyway no point in changing my plan. This is just going to be so easy now!"

Pushing me hard out of range, I hit a table corner hard and collapsed to the ground. My vision began to flicker into darkness. As my vision began to fade, my brother took something from his bag; my heart sunk at the sight of it. In his right hand rested a block of C-4, while his left held the detonator.

Where did he get that?! Who would possibly sell that to him!
Max, my brother, took the bomb and attached it to the rooms main column. Holding the detonator high above his head, he said, "For the peace. " With that, he clicked it.

The last thing I saw and felt was this bright orange and white flash, an intense pain and a loud ringing in my ears. What was strange though, is that after about ten seconds I felt nothing. No more pain, no more blinding light, and no more noise.
There was another flash of light; I heard a soft voice call out to me, "Oh dear, you’re finally awake!"
The only thing I could see in the state I was in was that she had long curled pink hair and appeared… yellow. No, that couldn’t be. Probably just my vision playing tricks on me. She was probably a doctor. She had to be… right?
Soon enough, my vision began to clear up when I saw something come out from her back. Now I really had no idea what was going on.

Soon after that, my vision finally began to return to normal, the so called ‘doctor’ having left a half an hour earlier to go get something to eat.

I was in a simple hospital chamber. White walls, grey floor, and a pale green door. Looking out the window, I could see that it was night. Forcing my gaze down I notice that I’m laying in a blue and white bed, with a pattern of a sun and moon being crossed by a red line.

With an effort, I try to move my hand but to no avail. I couldn’t feel my hands anymore! Attempting to reach my arms up and touch my head, I hit myself hard.

"What the hell is going on here?!"

After a few minutes of dizziness, I decide to take a look at my hand. That was a bad idea. Instead of a normal human hand with fingers, I had what more closely resembled a horses hoof. No wonder I couldn’t move my fingers.
"Oh my god, what happened to me?! Why do I have freaking hooves?!" I cried to myself. Almost immediately I hear the door to the room slam open and three… horses enter the room?
Unable to comprehend the sight in front of me, my eyes roll back and I black-out once again. I guess that was just too much for me.

Awaking once again, I notice I’m in the same bed, as well as the same room. My head hurt something terrible. That was only a nightmare… right? I suppose so. To confirm this, I raise my arm again to take a look at it.
"DAMN IT THAT WASN’T A NIGHTMARE!” Yep; once again I had a hoof instead of a hand. Only this time I didn’t pass out.
This time, instead of looking at my hooves, I take a look inside my bed blanket. Fur. There was this blue fur covering my entire body. Is this real, or have I just finally gone crazy?
Trying to wake myself from this nightmare, I try to pinch myself with what was now a long snout; no hands, remember? It’s just a little hard to pinch yourself with a hoof, you know? I let out a small yelp as I bit myself. This was definitely not a dream, or contributed to me going insane.

I try moving my legs, or were they hindlegs now? No problem with that. Attempting to get myself out of the bed, I plummet face first into the floor. My poor head. Trying to stand on my four hooves proves to be relatively easy. That was before I tried to walk.

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<< chapter created by :Lostdarkstellan Edited by : XeRom My little pony©hasbro>>