Ponies, Travelers, and this guy

by datdamnface

Spiders

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Ah dreams! What wonderful worlds await you there! Well they're not always wonderful, sometimes they're downright Amnesia scary but most of the time they're good! Right? Well let's take a look shall we?

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Twilight flushed a bright red as she felt all the blood in her body make it's collective way into her head and heart. She was palpating furiously as the stallion licked her marehood, all around the two books spoke as letters danced within the empty library. Birds chirped and the sun peeked through closed shades as the two danced the dance of love. As he continued to lick and lick she felt her abdominal tensing, she was close.

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Fluttershy felt all her willpower drain as Angel continued doing what he did best. The two were on a small hill overlooking Ponyivlle. Angel Bunny tensed as he felt-

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0_0.......didn't need to see this at all. Not at all, great oh god images! Images?!? Mind bleach...where is the mindbleach?!? I know I got some when I stopped by Buy n' Large....ah! There we go!

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Ohohoho there it is, goodbye horny ponies, hello dreamland! Oh I wonder where I'll be going next? Super Mario Galaxy worlds? That dream was fun! Oh where is this? This......looks familiar....

Shit, dreams have a funny way of bringing up the past too.

For you see, I found myself back in the filthy back of Russia during the Progrom.

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Lebowitz, that's not my real name but I went by Lebowitz at the time. Did you know that a Progrom was the Russian version of what Germans did to Jews during WW2? Well I was currently taking a crash course.

I ran through the dingy back alleyways, it wasn't just me but the entire city. As soon as the dictator...what was his name again? Putin? I dunno, as soon as he announced the persecutions the whole city had lit up like the 4th of July; RedNeck style. All around me I heard Howitzer fire accompanied by shouting, crying, screaming, and bullets, so many bullets. It was a cacophony of madness as the Russian Army fought against the Jewish Resistance fighters. This was a branched timeline of today as we know it.

See, somewhere in the middle of the war, Germany betrayed Russia. Now if it hadn't been for that betrayal involving a German Blitzkrieg into the outer laying Russian territory, Russia would have still been Germany's ally. With the added super power of Germany and Russia, Italy wouldn't have fallen because of support from both sides. Thus the Axis Powers would easily have taken hold of all of Europe seeing as how the major countries like France were deathly weakened by German bombs via. Carriers. Now this is fact, but take that whole German Blitzkrieg away and guess what? Germany+Russia= Victory over all the world.

Apparently Russian soldiers had found intel on the Jewish FF (Freedom Fighter) encampment and were now raiding the entire city with the help of the general population which already had a pretty much genetic hate against Jews courtesy of propaganda.

Moving back to me for a minute.

I ran through the back streets, sirens wailing as bright flashes of light traced along the night sky. The FF had a massive stock of fighters and helicopters scattered throughout the country, currently each faction was trying to shoot each other down.

The night was young but the cries were fierce, women and children were being molested all throughout the dark alley. I stopped for a moment and leaned against the wall trying to catch my breath.

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Twilight was staring at the space previously occupied by a duck. Now it was occupied by a large squirming man as he mumbled in his sleep. She sat down and looked over him, wary.

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The dream suddenly shifted yet again, this time I had been caught by two russian guards as I made my to the governor's mansion. The fighting had died down after the Russian army had flanked through the northwest half of the city and surrounded the faction. Currently both the citizens and the army were going from house to house, person to person. Killing those who had been sighted rebelling and even innocents who wore the star of david. I was being dragged by two large bears of men like some sort of trophy. All around me I heard screams, screams of pain, shouts of joy, cries and wails of mourners. It was like a war sketch, there was a little girl in an oversized orange coat crying and nudging two bodies on the ground. Standing beside her where two guards nervously looking back and forth. She was now throwing a temper tantrum, screaming in russian. One of the guards asked her to be quiet, she just flailed and kicked him in the shin. He responded by shooting her in the head.

She lay there, a silenced soul amongst a dying city.

I didn't know how much time passed since they drugged me soon afterwards. But I awakened to find myself strapped down to chair, my arms and legs bound by twine. The only light source was a singular bulb swinging to and fro, I looked around and took in my surroundings using the weak light. Apparently I was in a wine cellar, the stink of the drink make me screw up my face. I had never been a fan of alcohol. Flexing my hands I found that to each finger was connected a wire, a shock wire.

Suddenly an all too familiar voice made it's presence known from the dark.

"So we meet again Traveler." That deep, grumbling voice only an old man could pull off. I sighed and relaxed into my seat.

"D. We meet again." I said. I heard chuckling as a massive man made his way into the light. The first thing I saw of him was a hand.

And on that hand was a picture of an arachnid.

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Twilight had drifted off watching the strange man fidget in his sleep. She was now rudely awakened as said man flailed and roared from imaginary pain.

The two stared at each other with shock and worry wrought openly on their faces. "Um...need anything?" Twilight spoke in an attempt to break the ice. She was met with an insanely happy grin.

"God any Orange juice?" He asked back.

She walked away to check Fluttershy's fridge. What she didn't see was the man take a piece of orange cloth from his bag and gaze wistfully at it.

(A/N: Got it done! And it turns out this time it wasn't a deer, it was a hobo.)

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