SEAL Team Four: Missing In Action [Cancelled]

The trio strode out of the Canterlot Junction, and were immediately met with the sight of the castle several blocks ahead.

“C’mon,” Twilight started to trot towards the castle. “The castle isn’t far from the station.”

As they walked towards the goal, they were met with a barrage of slander from the monsters we call Canterlot snobs.

“What a hideous creature!”

“Insolent whelps!”

“Get away from me!”

These were just a few of the complaints the citizens of Canterlot.

“These dicks probably have their nose so far up their ass that they don’t know what they’re stepping in,” whispered Brandon. Cooper snickered.

“Ugh, just ignore them. They think they’re so sure of themselves,” said Twilight. “We’re almost there anyways.”

A few more blocks away was the giant castle, sparkling with yellow and white in the morning sun.

“Halt!” suddenly shouted a voice. “You will immediately desist and come with me for interrogation.”

Lo and behold was a white-colored Solar Guard, spear at the ready.

“It’s ok,” Twilight said. “They’re with me.”

“Be quiet peasant.” As soon as John heard this, he unholstered his G18, and aimed it point blank at the guard’s face.

“You take that back right fucking now,” he growled.

“You dare challenge me?” replied the guard.

“John, I don’t think—“

“Yes I challenge you, you fucking douchebag.”

“Then so be it! I challenge you to a hoof-to-hoof spar! The first pony to be knocked out loses.”

“That’s not fair—for you!” shouted John. He holstered his Glock, and dove at the guard. He threw a left hook, and sent a roundhouse kick to the guard’s legs, knocking them out from under him. He punched him a few times, and kicked him for good measure.

“You will not win,” the guard gasped, but John sent a kick to his face, knocking him out cold.

“John, I don’t think that was the best way to settle that.”

“He’ll be fine,” John replied, and hefted the guard onto his shoulder.

The group soon passed through the gates of the castle, and were met by more guards, this time, they were carrying muskets that looked like something the Minutemen would use.

“Halt!” one of them shouted. You are to—“

“Bitch, please. I just defeated one of your guard in a sparring match in ten seconds flat. Don’t fuck with me.” He emphasized this by dropping the unconscious guard to the ground.

“How dare you insult us! We are the finest—“

“Heard it, seen it, got the T-shirt. Now shut the fuck up.”

“That’s it! Stallions! Ready your—“ the guard was cut off by a regal-sounding voice.

“What is the meaning of this?” questioned Princess Celestia. All guards, and Twilight bowed to the solar diarch.

“This is how you treat diplomats? For shame! Back to your posts,” she commanded.

The guards looked at John, and sauntered back to their posts.

Princess Celestia walked up to them.

“I’m terribly sorry for their behavior, they can get a little antsy sometimes, especially after the recent Changeling Invasion. Anyways, welcome to Equestria. We have a lot to discuss. Come.” The Princess turned, and headed into the castle.

“So tell me, how long have you been here?” Celestia asked, sipping her tea.

“Well, we haven’t been here long, about twenty-nine hours actually,” replied John.

“Well, what if I told you that you are not the first things to transpire into this world. Here, I’ll show you.” Celestia got up, and walked to a wall. She felt along the wall for a moment, until she found a hole where she inserted her hoof, where it seemed to disappear into the wall. Suddenly, there was a click, and part of the wall slid open, revealing a lit staircase.

“Come.” The Princess started to walk down the stairs, and the rest followed. The wall shut with a shudder.

“So what are we doing down here?” asked John, eyeing the wall cautiously.

"We have had other objects teleport from your world into ours, but you are the first living beings that have come through."

She walked up to a door, and inserted her horn into it.

“This…” the door opened up with a hiss. “…is Vault 2. It contains object from you’re world, and we have quite a lot of them.

The stone slab door opened up to reveal a massive warehouse that contained everything from A-10s, to ZU-23s.

“Holy shit. This thing is massive! Abrams, Blackhawks, Harriers, Apaches, I don’t know what to say!”

The warehouse was massive, containing almost anything you could think of. In one section were wheeled vehicles, in another were tracked vehicles, another were planes, then helicopter, then firearms. The whole warehouse had to be at least a square mile.

“I can see that you’re amazed. I will give you permission to use the items of your choosing, on one condition.” Said Celestia.

“What’s the condition?” asked John as he was examining an AN-94.

“The condition is that you are to be Ponyville’s law enforcement, and Royal Guard Special Forces."