Dream Come True, or Nightmare Come To Life?

Author’s Notes. This is my first Fiction. Not my first with this account, but first evar. I’ve done a commsion for a friend, but other than that, this is my first one by myself, and with my own story. So let me know what you think. I’ve got high hopes, but within reason.

Shout out to my friend little dashie for teaching me how to code this, and pre-reading it, giving some idea’s on some things. Generally being there to help me out. You know, brony friend stuff. He’s baws. Check his stories out to, nice stuff. Well, nice as in good, they are kinda dark-ish. But a good read.

So I know what you’re thinking *OMG Another HiE story? Why? These things are everywhere!* Well, I plan of this being different. And before you start thinking *Dumb ass, we all know that’s you, or who you want to be* That answer is a no. Sure it’d be cool to be a badass, but come on, I’m being realistic in what I what to do for a living. Didn’t even use my real name. Give it a chance. You might like it.

Chapter 1

Dead, and Alive?

You were crouched down, sneaking through the bushes trying not to make a sound. Avoiding spot lights, trying to be invisible. Your name is simply Jason Wander. A highly trained, specialist, of covert operations in the US Army. You were a Captain, leader of your squad who was elsewhere (We won’t be meeting them. I know it sucks, but you’ll see)

Your mission here was supposed to be simple, sneak in, kill the dictator, and get out. You were given permission to kill anyone short of a civilian who got in the way of your mission. How you wished it had simply gone as planned…

You were in a bush, getting your bearings, seeing how far till the next waypoint. A guard is walking by, looking around. ‘Has he spotted me? Best not take any chances…’ You sneak up behind him, and grab him. His Adam’s Apple is in the crook of your elbow, the same arm is grabbing your other arm, which is snaked around behind his head, very effectively choking him. He starts thrashing about madly. “Sorry about this guy, orders are orders…” His violent thrashing slows down, till it’s gone. You lay him down and check for a pulse. ‘Still alive…’

You pull out your knife and slit his throat from artery to artery, his beating heart sending blood squirted off in different directions. ‘At least you can’t feel this. Can’t expect to be forgiven for this though. Dear god, what would Flutters-‘ Your thoughts were cut off by explosions and gunfire. You pull out your M16A4 and took out the spot lights. A group of enemy soldiers were running your way, firing at your general location, not really knowing where you are precisely. You pull out a grenade, pull the pin, toss it, and let the safety handle pop off with a little *ching* You begin a little mental countdown ‘5… 4… 3… 2…’ You throw it; it lands just in front of them, and immediately explodes before any of them can react.

More guards come out of the building. You open fire and drop 7 of them before they duck back inside. *Click* ‘Fuck!! Need to reload!’ you drop to the ground, and pull a spare mag from your utility vest, and pop it into the receiver, you give it a firm tap, popping it into place, and cock the weapon again. You take the empty mag, and throw it in the door way. One of the screams and runs out, and a few of the others follow. ‘A dirty trick, but all’s fair in love and war. And this isn’t love…’ You drop each of them with a clean shot to the heart.

You feel something bounce off your vest and roll to your left. You turn your head, and see a grenade right there. “FUCK ME!!” You try to get up and run away, but your too late. It goes off, and you see only blackness.

You wake up. Staring at blackness. You blink a few time to make sure your eyes are even open. You try to say something, but no words can come out. ‘Where the fuck am I?’ Your go to get up, and find your already standing. ‘Holy hell! What the fuck is this place? What happened?’ Your memory comes flooding back ‘Oh fuck, I’m dead. And this is hell.’ You get thrusted into a courtroom. At the judge’s spot is a giant red guy. The name plate says *King Yema* ‘That seems familer…’

“You there. Human. How’d you get here?”

You look at him, mouth agape.

“Oh my god… Damn humans are always a pain in the ass… Oh wait, that one’s a soldier, I can use that! Attention Solider!” King Yema speaks in a commanding voice to get your attention.

Your training kicks in, and you snap to, standing at attention. King Yema asks again

“How did you get here?”

“Sir, I was fighting in Cuba, taking out a dictator, when shots were fired. I was taken out by a grenade sir!”

“I see… Well, it’s not really your time. So I’m sending you back. Let me just make sure you are who you’re supposed to be. You are Jason Wander, 6” 4, 250lbs Captain in the U.S. Army. And… Oh! This is interesting… A closet brony?”

You don’t let your face betray any emotion, and answer with a quick nod. Still at attention.

"Alright. Well, see you in about 60 years.”

You wake up. Fling your eyes open, and look around. You’re in a forest, but it’s different then the one you were in just before shit went crazy… You look around, and can’t recognize any trees around you. You assume you’re still in enemy territory though, and put your M16A4 on your back, and pull out your Colt .45. Sure it’s a heavy, and some-what inaccurate gun, but it has stopping power. You move to a clearing and see the sun is high in the sky. ‘It’s noon, almost… Fuck. I bet the boys think I’m dead…’ You let out a drawn out sigh, and go over your gear.

“Let’s see… Four grenades. Nine more mags for the M16A4. Six mags for the .45, counting what’s already in it. Still wearing my armor, but helmets missing. Canteen’s gone. Flash light’s gone. All in all. Still combat ready. That’s good.” You get up, and are about to move on when you hear a rustle in the bushes. You bolt to your right, and jump into the bushes, and start making your way over to the noise. You hear someone walking around nearby. You slow your pace and continue to sneak up on the person in the bushes. When you step on a twig ‘God damn it! Rookie mistake…’ You freeze and her a quick movement, merely feet away from you. You lunge at the noise, and grab the noise maker by the neck, roll onto your back, and wrap your legs around it’s… yellow, hind legs… ‘The fuck?’ the thing you are holding starts writhing around, and… starts… flapping it’s wings… You look at the head of the creature you currently have in a choke hold and see it has pink hair. ‘It can’t be… That's impossible!’ You take a look at the flank of the creature and confirm your suspicions, and at this point, fear. You see three pink butterflies. ‘Son of a bitch…’ Your tighten your grip, and whisper in her ear

“I’m going to relax my grip on you. Stop struggling. I have some questions to ask you. Do you understand?“ She quickly nods, and you relax. “Where are we?”

“W-w-w-what a-are y-you?!”

You sigh and state, as calmly, and as sternly as you can. “Answer my question first.”

“Y-y-you’re in the E-e-everfree F-f-forest… P-please, d-don’t hurt m-me”

“I’m not going to hurt you, now, I’m going to let you go. You will not scream, you will not run, and you will not fly away. Understand?” She nods, and you slowly, release the grip on her. She immediately bolts to the sky and flies off. You can only assume it’s towards Ponyville. ‘This. Is not good.’ You start running off after her. ‘Damn it! I’m so fucked if she runs into town!’ As soon as you finish your thought, you run out of the forest. You stop and look around, catching your breath while you get your bearings. You look up, and see Fluttershy running, err, flying off towards town.

“Fuck this! First I get blown up by a god damn grenade, and now here I am acting like I just invaded Equrestria! For something that’s supposed to be a bronies dream come true, this is turning out to be a nightmare… Hehe, Night Mare Moon. No time to laugh at that now.” You take off running towards the town with your M16A4 in your hands. The locals see you running, and take off screaming. ‘Makes sense. Never seen something like me before, and I am coming from the direction of the Everfree Forest. Still, doesn’t feel all that good making people run in terror…’ You look up to see you’re still following Fluttershy. You look back ahead to see the top of a tree forming in the distance. ‘Son of a bitch… I hope that’s not what I think it is.

Your meager hope is soon crushed when you see windows show up with the rest of the tree, and soon, a door. Which Fluttershy promptly bursts through.

You slow to a walk as you approach the building, you can hear Twilight try to comfort a sobbing Fluttershy and ask what's wrong, but before much else can go on, you kick the door in, and point your M16A4 at them and shout “Alright! Everybody freeze! Don’t move!”

Twilight looks at you quizzically and asks “What’s that thing in your hand? Why should I listen to you?”

“Because I fucking said so! Now get down on the ground!” ‘This is going aweful. I’m so fucked words can’t even begin to describe it…’ Spike, who was behind you, jumps up onto your back, You react quickly, and reach back, grab Spike and slam him to the ground, Twilight grows wide eyed and you hold the M16A4 in one hand, and know, a knife in the other, held tightly to Spike throat. Everypony seems to know what THAT is, and promptly freezes.

“Good. Now that I have your attention, let me clarify something. I don’t want to hurt anyone. Okay? Now just relax, keep calm and we can all make it through this in one piece. Now, what are your names?”

Twilight looks absolutely terrified. “I-I’m Twilight, that’s F-Fluttershy. He’s S-Spike” Twilight manages to squeak out. ‘Funny, I thought she’d be overreacting or something’

“Okay Twilight, Fluttershy, nice to meet you, though I bet you can’t say the same right now. Can’t say I blame ya any. Now, I’m going to let you go Spike, you’re going to walk over there with them, so I can talk. I want you all too simply remain calm. Like I said, I don’t want to hurt anybody. I simply have a few questions I want to ask, and then you can ask questions of your own.”

Twilight blurts out “Anypony”

“Excuse me?” You look at Twilight, confusion evident of your face

“It’s anypony, not anybody”

“Riiight… Not where I’m from. I’ve never heard of *Anypony* before” (FYI, he’s playing dumb. Doesn’t want to drop the *Your just a cartoon* bomb on them) ‘God this is so surreal. I’m in a damn show, holding people, err, poines at gunpoint…’ you sigh and shake your head, and put your M16A4 away, but keep the knife out. They seem to react better to that then the gun, makes sense. Probably don’t even know what it is.

“Okay, so I’ve asked a question, now you can ask one. Who wants to go first?”

Spike opened his mouth to say something, but was quickly cut off by Twilight “Who are you? What are you? And why are you holding us hostage!”

“That’s three questions, not one. But I suppose I can answer them. My name is Jason Wander, I’m a captain in the U.S. Army. Special Forces division, Black Ops specialist. As to what I am, well, I’m a Human being from planet Earth. As for why, well, I bet I’m the only thing in this place that even comes close to what I am right?” Twilight nods “Well, I don’t want people-“

“Poines!” Twilight blurts out another correction. She quickly looks away and giggles nervously. ‘That was bizarrely cute…’

You continue speaking “I don’t want ponies starting a riot… Like I said, I come in peace. Last thing I need is ponies causing a panic. Although, now that I think about it, I kinda ran all through town… So might be a little late for that…” You look down and sigh. Clearly distraught.

You regain your composure and say “Okay! Next question. You believe I don’t mean you girls any harm, right?”

Twilight nods, but Fluttershy is crying in a corner, clearly still terrified. That’s Fluttershy for you. “Good. As I said before, I’m not from this world. I’m not expecting to be able to go back, so I need to make a good impression on everyone. Err, everypony.” Twilight smiles and you continue “Now I’m sure you have a lot of questions about me and my world, but it’s been 18 hours since my last meal, and I’m getting thirsty. So if it’s not too much trouble, can I please have something to eat and drink? And while you’re at it, I’m going to need to be introduced to your leader, or, something along those lines. That way I can get something that shows I'm not a bad person and we can let them know what's going on. Probably going to be a lot of odd reports coming in by now. Assuming I don't get sent to a lab to be experimented on.”

Your common sense kicks in, and you start running off a list of things you’ll need, all the while, putting your knife away. “I’m also going to need to find someplace to stay, at least for the night. If that won’t be possible, let me know now so I can get to work on a shelter. A lot of people, err, ponies are going to need to be shown that I mean no harm, so we should probably try going out to eat. Some place that has fruit, as I’m sure you all are vegetarians.”

Twilight looks at you with confusion all over her face “And you’re not?”

“Not really. The people in my world are omnivores. Some of us are vegetarians, but the majorities aren’t. We can eat both meat and vegetables. But we don’t eat flowers or grass and the likes.” ‘Shouldn’t have said all that.’

“How did you know about what we eat?”

“Umm… You called yourselves ponies, the ponies in my world eat that stuff, so I assumed you did to.”

“You have ponies to?” Twilight asks. ‘Bullet dodged.‘

“Yeah. We do, but they aren’t a third as smart as you seem to be. They can’t speak, and they certainly aren’t as colorful”

“What do you mean?”

“I mean what I said. They can’t speak, they aren’t sentient like you are. They are used for nothing more then something like a pet. They are smaller than horses so they can’t carry people over the age of eight, and they can’t do hard work. And they don’t come in a huge variety of colors. Not to mention, they don’t have horns or wings. Those are just myths.”

Twilight looked shocked “I know how it must sound to you, considering you are a Unicorn, and she’s a Pegasus and ponies to boot.” Twilight looked at you. You quickly add “That is what you’re called right? I mean, that’s what we call them over on Earth.”

“Yes. It is. Now about lunch…”

“Yeah, remember, I don’t eat flowers”

Twilight suddenly looked appalled “Oh right. You eat meat…”

“Not just meat, so don’t worry. I’m not about to start hunting down ponies for food. It's one thing to do it to something that doesn't do anything past instincts. It's another entirely to do it to something that speaks and thinks for itself.”

She looked loads better, but still looked a little off. ‘I guess I should really stay away from the meat subject…’ “Okay!” Twilight caught you off-guard by shouting like that, and you jumped up onto your feet. Scaring her half to death.

“Uh, sorry Twilight. I’m a little jumpy. It’s been a long day, and I just came from a combat area.” You froze.

“What do you mean combat area?”

You let out a heavy sigh “Never mind about that for now.” Your stomach lets out a beastly growl. Reminding everypony you're hungry.

Twilight turns to a much calmer Fluttershy and asks “You want to join us Fluttershy?”

You turn to Fluttershy and add “If you do, I’ll be able to apologize for what happened in the forest” Twilight looked at you, and back to Fluttershy with concern plastered all over her face. “It’s a long story. But long story short, I didn’t exactly make a really good first impression on her.”

Fluttershy turned to you, and for the first time since you got there spoke “Umm. Okay, I’ll join you… I mean, if that’s okay…”

You smiled for the first time since you got there and said “I don’t care, but I don’t have any money from this world. Which might be a problem...”

Twilight spoke up and said “I got it. It’s no problem at all. Plus you can apologize to Spike to.” She turns to look at Spike and asks “Unless you don’t want to go?”

Spike spoke up “Sure I’ll go. And I could defiantly use an apology.” Spike shot you a dirty look. Brave move on his part considering you were still standing, and towered over him.

You took little offence, but decided to state something. “Well, what would you do if someone, err, somepony attacked you? You should actually consider yourself lucky. Last person to snuck up and attack me like that, died. With a quick stab to the side of the head with the very same knife I had on you moments ago.”

Everypony in the room grew quiet. ‘Might’ve went too far there…’ Spike looked terrified, hell, everypony in the room did. Except you. “I don’t plan on killing you, or anyone, err, anypony. If I can help it. But I’m certainly not about to let myself get killed without putting up a fight. I don’t really know how the peop- err, ponies in your world act, so I can’t be to careful.”

Twilight was the first to speak to break the silence that befell the room “It’s not unheard of, but it’s certainly not as common as you make it out to be. But enough talk! Let’s get going everypony!”

Everypony turns to walk out the door, only to remember it was knocked completely off its hinges. You look at Twilight who’s looking pretty ticked about the door.

“Err, sorry about that… I’ll see what I can do to fix it…” You say as you stop over the door and head outside with Twilight, Fluttershy, and Spike. The latter of who was riding on Twilights back keeping a close eye on you as you head out to the dinner.