Richtofen in Equestria

Nevada, Date Classified

Everything was decimated, and there was a huge crater in the ground from the explosion. One small town stood in the center of the chaos, this half destroyed, 1950's style town (Nicknamed: Nuketown, by the workers there.) was in pieces, and the Russians, and the Americans fighting over it, were all killed.

After words, the workers there sent in a team of scientist to measure the radiation. This team lost connection to the workers, and never came back. So the workers sent in another team to check on the scientist, and the same happened to them.

Worried by this, the Nevada base workers called in elite people to find the two lost teams. These people were the CDC, and the CIA.

Inside an AAV-7A1 AMTRAC in the desert, near code-name Nuketown

Eight men sat inside of the cramped vehicle, four CIA agents, and four CDC soldiers, all of them armed with various automatic weapons, shotguns, and pistols.

"Something weird is going on here..." A CDC soldier named Johnston said to the CDC soldier sitting next to him.

"What to you mean?" A CIA agent named Ben interrupted.

"You don't need heavy weaponry for radiation clean-up" Johnston stated, referring to the automatic weapons that they were given.

"Probably just a precaution..." another CDC soldier said. "What if some of the Russians survived the nuke?"

"Yeah, I guess you're right..." Johnston trailed off.

Suddenly the AMTRAC came to a halt, and the men inside almost flew forward out of their seats, because of the sudden stop.

"We're here!" The driver said. "Just find the scientist, get a sample of the radiation, and meet me back here in two hours!"

The AMTRAC's ramp lowered, and the door opened. Letting the men out of the tight space. Ben, the CIA agent was the first one out of the AMTRAC. He was also the first one who saw the devastation, and destruction of the 1950's style town. Not only was there devastation everywhere, but it was storming, and lightning was being shot of the clouds, like a fully automatic firearm.

"Ho-ly shit!" Johnston gasped as he stepped out of the AMTRAC.

Little did the team of soldiers know, the events that followed this would be the worst events of their lives.

Equestria, Everfree Forest

Richtofen awoke from the night of flashback type dreams, he was lying on his side, about two meters from the stream. The voices had stopped, which he smiled devilishly about, and the sun was high in the sky. By just looking, Richtofen guessed it was about noon. Richtofen got back onto his newly developed hooves, and took another drink from the stream.

While he was drinking, he saw his reflection.

He now saw that he was a grey furred horse, with a black mane. He turned and saw that he had something like a tattoo on his ass of a book.

"What the hell?" Richtofen said, with surprise. "I've never gotten a tattoo in my life..." After a while Richtofen shrugged it off, and started towards a random direction.

After about a kilometer of going in one random direction, Richtofen found a sign that said "Ponyville, 10 miles." Richtofen couldn't help but snicker at the name of the town, and after words decided to head in that direction.