Your probably wondering why fallout logo? Well, its just so you understand my type of world were describing here. So, this is not a fallout apocalyptic setting, it is a mad max type, one I watched his movies. 2 it has some tech that could very well be useful in modern times today. And 3 it is going down this way so enjoy for entertainment for the hell of it.

Anyways, this happened years ago during the 1970's in the middle of the Vietnam war when America was in dispute with the soviets. During the war, the nations used their weapons of destruction on each other, and buried the world with it. The seas became a dead seas, and the lands became wastelands to the world along with most of its valuable resources. People tried to survive in their areas of the world, and nether land, or sea was safe for anybody. The people at sea try to find fertile soil to grow food, while trying to stay afloat cause they fear the lands are not safe, and believed the world was completely flooded. However the people on land have it rough just the same, they believe the ocean is contaminated with radiation, and trying to reproduce water.

3 different factions compete for resources, along with the power that comes with them, scavengers, butchers, and tyrants. Those with power rule the dying areas at land and sea, and very few can tell about the old world. The old ways started to slowly come back to the minds of the people, it is hard to tell now whos sane or whos not, and the way they banned slavery is now back too. Scavengers are the type of survivors that weak, sold as slaves, and what the wanders call they roadkill. The butchers are the brutes that have weapons to hunt, and butcher people with the machines they collect. The tyrants, as you can guess are the ones with the best the world has to offer, and they hold authority in the ruined world rich with what they take from people.

I was once a slave sold to a tyrant warlord, eventually I freed myself to go off to start my own tribe building, and I tell you it was not easy even with the materials in hand. I have risen up the food chain until now, I became a tyrant warlord of my own faction called the sand kings, we rule the sandy deserts of this wasteland. We plundered from other small tribes across a 100 hundred mile radius, finally I got my revenge on the warlord that bought me from the slavers. We had everything, food, water, weapons, metal, fuel, and vehicles that fit my styles, including people that served us willingly.

With good things comes bad endings, even if you are good, and what happened after I reached the peak of my power was more than bad, it was a massacre. Another faction calling themselves the flying vipers came to my territory demanding resources in trade, but I refused, and they attacked. It was a faction war just the same with the old worlds war that brought ruin for all, both my tribe, and the flying vipers were destroyed in the fight. Now me, along with my gunner sparkplug, and my dog butcher left everything I have built to rubble as we left that day. Now like a bunch of wanderers that we are now, we try to survive in a dead world by looking for things useful, and try to live again.

We were now on the run from 5 bandit roadkill scavengers on their vehicles, and we were trying to get away on my personal ice cream truck shaped car. It had a crossbow installed on the side, a storage in the back with fuel tank canisters, and had a few simple man made guns made out of pipes with blades at the end of them. My dog had a bionic leg on his front left hind leg, with a special empty oil barrel for him to sleep in, and to him keep safe from attacks like this. My name is khan, and this is my story.

Now on with the film, and yes I just said that, Deal with it.

"WE GOT THEM NOW BOYS! HA! HA! HA! HA!" One of the roadkill scavenges yelled out.

"THAT CAR IS MY!" Other said as he was drawing in closer to the truck with his partner armed with a harpoon that causes explosions on impact. They were drawing in close, and at the last second the truck opened it's back doors. In the back was a 50. cal machine gun locked, and load as it opened fired on the enemy, shredding them to bits. As khan's gunner was killing the roadkill, khan was driving through a sandstorm, and it was getting bad outside.

"Boss!" Sparkplug shouted with fear. "We have to get out of here, its too dangerous, we have to get out of here now!"

"I know that sparkplug!" Khan shouted back while focusing on driving. "Just a little longer, and we should be able to lose them for good!"

Just then something came out of nowhere, up in the sky destroyed cars, and trucks were crashing down on them with fiery explosions. Khan did a drift tactic to dodge the falling vehicles, as it was getting harder to see in the storm, and the enemy behind him were gone.

"Alright that did it, I'll turn us around now!" Khan said as he shifted the gear to get them out, but it didn't shift at all.

"Boss, why are we not getting out of this?!" Sparkplug asked while closing the doors, and butcher kept barking.

"I don't know, it won't go into gear!" Just then a weird looking image of a green grass covered valley caught their eyes as they were driving through the storm.

"What the hell was that boss?" Sparkplug asked.

"I don't know, but lets get out of here first!" Khan said as he tried harder to shift gears, and still it did nothing. The weird image from before came up again, only this time it showed that life was there, and they were animals in there too. Khan and sparkplug looked at each other as they got closer to the image, and before they realized it, they were being sucked through the portal to the image they saw.

In Equestria

The portal to the wasteland opened, and the truck landed on a grassy environment. Khan got out of the car to check around the area cautiously armed with a pipe shotgun by his side.

"Sparkplug!" Khan said. "You might want to get out here, and check this out. And bring butcher too, he would love this." With that butcher came out barking happily when he got of the truck.

It was beautiful, there were everything the old world khan, and his allies had lost long ago. There were trees, water, plants, and animals of all types living in a peaceful way that has not been touched before, by human hands.

"Well call me the god of mother earth." Sparkplug said as he took off his googles in amazement. "Could this what the map shows us? The map to guide us to paradise?"

"I don't think so. The map said nothing about it appearing in the middle of a plasma storm. Besides, I think were somewhere else, we should look around, and see if its safe here."

After that they started to search they area from a few yards at a time, and move on to hundred yards at a time to keep track of their own recon. It had been 5 hours since they got to this weird world, as they set up camp during the night, and they ate canned dog food with a bit of meat they caught before they were chased.

"This is all too weird." Khan said uncomfortably as he took a bite out of his meat. "It just can't be real, I know for a fact that all life on our world was destroyed, but to have life appear, now that's impossible."

"So what?" Sparkplug said. "It means we can do whatever we want, and with more than enough resources to keep us alive for years." Just then butcher started to growl at the bushes behind them, and khan glanced back quickly in alarm readying his pipe gun.

"Sparkplug, get your gun." Khan whispered to him as sparkplug pulled out his revolver magnum, and pointed at the bushes steady like. Just then a rabbit came out of the bushes eating a carrot in his mouth, and this caught the group by surprise seeing another wild animal. It was so cute, and at the same time new to examine.

"What in stars above is this thing?" Sparkplug asked still pointing his gun at the rabbit.

"I think that is what they call a rabbit nickname bunny." Khan answered as he lowered his weapon, and so did sparkplug as butcher stopped growling. The rabbit then saw them, including the dog, and it took off in fright as he saw the dog still staring at him.

"Ok." Khan said. "I think we should get some rest before patrolling the surrounding area, and make sure its still safe, cause I still don't trust this place." After that they got to sleep, khan slept on the truck, while sparkplug slept next to the campfire with butcher.

Hours have passed since that night, and as soon as they woke up they heard voices in the distance. It sounded like people with the sounds of whipping, and clanging metal very loud like.

"What the hell is that?" Khan whispered to sparkplug in alert as he readied his weapon in hand.

"I don't know." Sparkplug replied back quietly trying not to make a sound, while loaded his weapon. "But, I'll check it out, keep butch quiet, don't want someone to give us away now." Khan nodded as he held back butcher's leather leash to make sure there is no sound.

Sparkplug tip toed to the source of the sound, and he looked over the bushes with widen eyes. What he saw was not only horrifying, but at the same time the opposite of the peaking order of humans and animals. There were anthropomorphic shaped horses wearing gold, and silver metal armor armed with swords and spears. Some of the them had both horns on their heads, and the others had wings, and few had none which was really weird in deed. The were forcing humans in ragged clothing to move, as if they were slaves like back at the destroyed world khan, and his friends once lived. They were passing by, but the sound of a dog barking was drawing their attention towards sparkplug's direction, and khan was doing his best to stop butcher from barking so loud.

"Quiet butcher!" Khan spoke softly, but in a commanding tone. "Or you will get us caught." Just then, one of the horse guards came to check on the noise.

"Who goes there?!" The horse guard shouted drawing his sword. Khan was still trying to cover butcher's mouth to keep silent, but it did no good as butcher let out yet another nasty barking. This brought more guards in with spears ready to face what ever gets in their way. 'No turning back now' khan thought as he let butcher go, and he ordered: "Attack!" Now with that sparkplug drew out his gun, and shot six bullets in the gut of the lead guard killing him on the spot.

This provoke the others to attack just the same, as the charged at them. Sparkplug drew his knife out and threw it at one of the guards with a spear, and threw another at one of the guards with a sword making critical hits. Khan let butcher pounce on one of them, mauling them to death, as khan drew his pipe shotgun out to blast the closest horse man in the head, splattering it across his face. One of the horse men shot a spell from their horn stunning khan till he fell down unable to move let alone get up.

"Boss!" Sparkplug yelled, and he pulled out his small pistol equipped to hold two bullets pre-clip. He shot the horned horseman's horn off, while shooting his throat freeing khan. Just as he fired his last bullet, a flying horseman knocked out sparkplug, and the rest of the guards held butcher and khan with spears pointing at them. Seeing as khan had no choice he threw his weapons on the floor, and raised his hands up in surrendering. One of the guard horses came up to khan with a pissed off look on his face, with a beard, and a scar on his right eye wearing golden armor.

"Who do you think you are human?!" He commanded while slapping khan across the face in rage.

"My name is Khan." Khan said calmly. "And I'm a warlord of my own settlement before it was destroyed by hyenas." With that he was kicked down to his knees in pain looking up at the horseman.

"Humans like you shouldn't have weapons at all!" He yelled picking up khan's gun, and showing it to him with anger in his eyes. "How did you make these weapons you monster?! And don't you dare lie cause we'll be taking you, and your friends back for questioning." He said as his guards got khan to his feet while lining him up with the other humans. These new humans stared at khan in both amazement, and fear cause of what he did to those guard horsemen.

"Alright you sacks of flesh move it!" The guard said as he cracked his whip make khan, and the others move. The humans with khan are wear leather collars, and metal chain foot cuffs like a chain gang type of walk. They had walked for miles not stopping for food, water, or anything, and each time someone in the group falls over, a guard would force them to walk faster. Khan knew this feeling all too well, and it is no different from his own world. For 3 days they have walked, and for three days they reached their destination, and the arrived in a small town called Ponyville as they past by the locals.

Khan was surprised to see more humans, but they were carrying things for these horse creatures, and what confused him the most was there were humans wearing finer clothing just like the horse people. The horse people were forcing the ragged humans to work, while the others just watched trying to rub it off. The finer humans were enjoying themselves with their horse master as equals in this place, and the rich looking horses looked at khan in weird ways even he won't think of what they are thinking now. Just then the chain gang came to a halt as the bearded horse man from before unchained khan, and tied khan's together as the guards were dragging him to the guard's post. They went inside and placed khan in a seat in front of the bearded horseman with judging eyes as the guards were inside the room with them.

A few seconds went by as now the bearded horseman spoke. "I will ask you again, how did you make these weapons?"

"I had someone to do that for me." Khan said calmly making the horseman snap his fingers, and khan was pinned in the neck with a sword in his throat.

"Who made these for you? And I hope your right cause I will report this to princess celestia herself if your lying." He said still not looking away from khan.

"He was a slave from a bullet farm." Khan answered causing the bearded horse to look confused. "Since I was a warlord back in my world, I bought him from the slavers that made those types of weapons, and he died with the knowledge with him after we fought our enemy that wanted our resources." This caused some discontentment in the room.

"That's bullshit human scum!" One of the guards said causing everyone to turn to him. "You expect us to believe what your saying?" With that the bearded horse raised his hand silencing the guard as he turned back to me.

"You said from another world, and you said you were a warlord correct?" He asked with wondering eyes as the others not so convinced.

"That's right." Khan replied. "In my world it was all destroyed by our weapons, and I was once a slave to a warlord before me. I climbed my way up the food chain until I reached the power that I once had, and I got my revenge on the warlord that I served since my teenage years. I built my empire out of the ashes of the old, recruited fighters of all types, and things were running smoothly until another faction attacked us."

"And who attacked you, and what faction?" He asked with interest.

"A monstrous thug by the name of lord venom, he leads a faction called the flying vipers, and he demanded trade from us, but I refused and the rest is history." Khan finished making the bearded stallion stand.

"Ok human I believe you." He said looking straight into khan's eyes. "But it does not change our opinion of your species. Here in equestria humans are slaves, those that favor humans are placed in rich families with fine clothing. And for those they don't favor are to work or serve depending on the ponies themselves."

'Ok so these creatures are called ponies, have to remember that' khan thought to himself as he now asked. "Where is sparkplug and butcher?"

"They're in good hands." The bearded pony said. "The dog will be taken care of by one our caretakers near the everfree forest, and your friend will be out on display as you will be. Take them to the slave dealer, while I report to princess celestia." After that khan was taken out of the building, and next to sparkplug in the slaver stand.

Author's Note

Yes everybody I'm making this so in a way to improve on my 3rd person writing. So enjoy my viewers cause I will carry on if I get things right.