I froze, eyes shocked in fear.

I had seen what these human weapons can do. While I mostly stayed to this untouched land I first fell into, I did use to go out and scout the neighboring lands. It was a bit south that I first found a human military base, and where I saw their machines of destruction.

They had cannons rolling on wheels! Able to knock down even the strongest walls with ease. In pockets, they held miniature crossbows that packed twice as much damage and can reload faster than the eye. I had seen them mount cannons that spit rounds on top of mechanized chariots and drive them around looking for enemies to kill. It was why I was so fearful to first meet them when I landed here.

And now I had one pointed at me.

"Please, don't hurt me!" I whimpered out, shutting my eyes as much as I can. When I didn't hear the tell-tale sound of a cannon going off, I realized that I was still alive, and the being had relented in its hostility.

Unsure of what to do, it turned to its partner, who I now realized was behind her, and carried a cannon that looked like it can rip my own head off, and spoke. "Do you think she's a threat?" The first one asked in a feminine voice.

The other one shook its head, "Don't know, but even if she is, that wound on her shoulder says she can't do shit against us." I winced at that. While swear words do exist in Equestria, we didn't use them so brazenly and out in the open.

Suddenly, I felt the first one put her foreleg in front of me, and I stepped back. "Hey now," she said, raising her hands up defensively, "We're not here to hurt you."

"I've seen what your cannons can do," I whimpered out, "And I'm not sure I trust you."

"My cannon?" She questioned. She turned to her partner, who pointed at her weapon, "Oh, my gun." She pressed a button and out came a case inside this 'gun'. She tossed both at her partner, who grabbed them with deft skill. "Now, do you trust me?"
I nodded slowly, then I awkwardly stood up, and made my way towards her. Before I even took my first step, however, I tripped and fell on my flank. "Argh!"

"Are you okay, young lady?" The second one asked, putting away its weapon and coming to my aid. "You aren't hurt, are you?"

"I'm fine," I said, hobbling to my feet. "I've just never walked on my hind legs before."

" 'Hind Legs'?" The first one asked, "What are you, a horse?" It chuckled at its own joke.

"Well, I'm a pony actually," I said, finally figuring out how to stand properly. "Horses are our ancestors." After a few minutes of me slowly learning to walk on two legs, I realize that neither being said anything. I turned back to see both of them with questioning looks in their eyes.

"You're bullshitting me, you, a pony?" The second one asked. I raised an eyebrow then nodded. Both of them looked at each other, then laughed.

"Oh my god," The first one giggled, "I didn't know we'd meet a comedian this far out."

"That, or a nutjob." The other one showed less tact and laughed out loud.

Both of them continued this for a bit then looked back to me crossing my forelegs. "Are you done?" I asked expectantly. Slowly, both of their faces lost their humor.

"You're shitting me. You're serious?" The second one asked. I raised my eyebrow then went ahead and opened my chest and let them see inside, which was filled with horse oats and hay bales and other treats for horses/ponies. I also pointed to my saddlebags in the corner of the bed.

"Look, you probably think I'm crazy," I began.

"We do," The first one said. I ignored her and continued.

"But I assure you, I am telling the truth. I really am a pony."

"Lady, it's more believable you own a pony or are crazy in the head than you actually being a pony."

"Look! I get it sounds insane, but do you think I can keep a pony here? There's barely enough space for the three of us!" I get I sounded like I was crazy, but how much would it take for them to believe me?

"Yeah right, and next you will be telling me that magic exists." The first one rolled her eyes.

I looked at her, confused, "You don't use magic?"

The two beings looked at me, slack-jawed. Before I could say anything, they grabbed me by the arms and dragged me out of the cave. Outside, I could see two of their mechanized chariots and two more of their kind setting up a place to sleep for tonight. Without warning, I was tossed to the ground in front of one of them. This one was dressed in something akin to an observer, not a soldier.

"Starlight," The first being asked, "Check her."

"What? Who the hell is she?" This 'Starlight' asked.

"No time, check her to see if she has any signs of mental damage."

"Well, with chucking her on the ground, you may have caused some." She knelt down and pulled out a torchlight. "Excuse me, miss?" I looked at her, "I need you to stay still for a moment, okay?" I nodded and felt her prod around my mane. After a few minutes, she nodded and stood up. "Lots of physical damage, but none that would cause harm to her neurological damage."

"See, I'm not going insane!" I shouted, standing up.

"Well, excuse me miss, but unless you have some proof of damn magic, I'm kind of skeptical." The first one huffed out.

"What's this about magic?" Starlight asked.

"If my damn book still worked, I could show you," I grumbled out.

"What book," The second man asked, in which he proceeded to go ahead and pull out my journal. "You mean this one?"

"Soarin, what the fuck?" The first being asked, swiping the book from his hands and giving it back to me. "That's theft!"

"No, it's alright, that was the book I was talking about." I sighed, "Though, it's kind of useless now."

"What was it supposed to do?" Starlight asked me.

"It was a communications book," I sighed and flipped it open. "I had come here from another dimension, and this was the only method of communications between our two worlds." I showed Starlight the book. After flipping through the start of the book, she motioned over the first person. "Metzger, you might want to look at this."

"What is it Starlight?" Metzger asked, walking over towards Starlight. She was given the book, and read the first couple of pages. "...Contact every day at a specified time...When the moon is at its highest in the...night...sky..." She looked at the book, flipping through different entries, before staring back at me. "Every day, for three months, you've been writing at midnight?"

"...Yeah," I admitted. "It was when Night Court was over for the Princess, so she could answer me without being interrupted by the Nobles."

"But...that's too much of a coincidence." The fourth being asked, looking between her own 'gun' and Metzger.

"Soarin..." Metzger cautioned.

"Nope, there wasn't any radio in there as far as I saw, Commander." Soarin shook his head.

"What, what's a coincidence?" I asked, fearing what they'd answer.

"...We were supposed to head a few kilometers north of here," Spitfire admitted, leafing the journal, "We kept getting static messages every midnight for the past three months on the radio. Command wanted us to check out what it was."

"But...north of here is what used to be my main base..." I mused then realized what that implied.

Before any of us can say anything, it hit midnight, and the book began its calendar spell.

5th Era of Equestria, 977 Year of Celestia, 22nd of Lunius, dies Saturni

As the book wrote by itself for all of us to see, one of the chariot radios began to broadcast static. We all turned around, and silently watched as the calendar spell finished and the static from their radio ended.

All of them looked at each other, then their gazes turned on me.

"Well, at least we know it's not a damn Jerry." The fourth being quipped, before being elbowed in the ribs by Metzger.

"Shove it Lightning." She growled.

Author's Note

Hey, another chapter! Nice.