Epilogue 2
Trottingham 3:23 PM
"Extra, extra! Battle in Everfree forest marks end of war!"
The battle tarnished streets of Trottingham sat in the shadow of a cloudy day in Equestria as the civilians took to the streets, cleaning up the aftermath of their liberation by the fifth marine division. Many human war correspondents searched the streets looking for a good story while others just explored. After all, it was a whole new world for them. Few soldiers were given leave due to the fact that a changeling counterattack could rear it's ugly head any minute, resulting in the repositioning of thousands of human troops.
Including Corporal Louis Klein of the first marine division.
Hitching a ride on a supply caravan from Canterlot, Klein disembarked the wagon and wandered into town. Leaning on a crutch given to him after sustaining wounds in the battle of Chrysalis' cave, Klein had only one destination on his mind at the moment.
166 Maple Avenue.
Putting the slip of paper back in his pocket, Klein proceeded down the road eyeing the signs that dotted houses and shops. Aside from the ponies and war correspondents, hundreds of annoying television reporters with on-scene camera crews scoured the streets barraging folks about what they could tell them about their experience in the war.
"Hey! Hey you! Jerry, get the camera rolling."
To his left, Klein spotted a thin woman with stylish hair jog up to him in high heels, cameraman trailing behind.
"Jessica Faraday, channel two news. Soldier, care to share with us your harrowing journey during the war?"
Klein lifted up a hand in defense and shook his head earnestly.
"No thanks, I'm just trying to get somewhere." He said, turning his head away from the camera that continued to zoom in on his face.
He would have jogged away if it had not been for the crutch he was using for support.
"Your patch shows you were a part of the first marine division. Can you explain to us what happened during the last hours of the war? You were there after all, Weren't you?" Asked the woman.
She was getting on his nerves now. The fact that the man with the camera insisted on pushing the large device into his face wasn't helping either.
"Yeah I was there... I don't want to talk about it..." Said Klein.
The reporter continued to push him, getting more personal with each prying question.
"Do you think your role in the war wasn't enough?"
"Would you go back and do it all over again if you could? Maybe try to save more lives?"
"Can you tell me about the men you fought alongside that day and why they didn't take part in the battle?"
What did she just say? Something inside Klein snapped as he dropped the crutch, summoning all his strength to stand on both legs.
"What? Didn't take part?" Asked Klein in a low growl.
The woman perked up, readying to answer the soldier.
"Yes, that's what I said. We have indefinite proof from an underlying source that the marines in your division provided covering fire for the advancing Equestrians as they took on the bulk of the army by themselves." Said the woman matter-of-factly.
Klein's fists balled up as he drew in a deep, shuddering breath.
"Howard Buchanon, age nineteen." He said.
"What, I-"
Klein didn't let her finish.
"Killed in action. Face crushed in by a changeling."
The woman stood there, her cameraman keeping the lens trained on the soldier in front of them.
"I don't quite underst-"
Not giving her an inch, Klein attacked verbally again.
"Dwayne Hodges, age twenty four. Killed in action. Body severed in half when a changeling sliced him open with a lance."
Not even waiting for her to say anything more, the angered soldier carried on.
"John Cumberland, age thirty two. Wounded in action. Legs severed during combat."
"Jack Courtland, age twenty four. Killed in action. Shredded to pieces defending a stranded tank crew."
"Mike Doherty, age twenty six. Killed in action. Head severed after taking multiple blows to the neck."
The woman reporter, legs trembling from the onslaught of information, backed away from Klein and into the next street. He had done all he needed to. Straining as he bent down to pick up the crutch, Klein wandered down Maple street looking for the special address, a pair of goggles clinging to his side. The note in Klein's pocket, written to the parents of a young soldier, belonged to Private Sunny Breeze. The simple scratch of paper read:
Dear mom and dad,
If your getting this letter, I'm sorry. No one knew it would come to this, but the thought was definitely floating in the back of my mind when I wrote it. The human giving it to you is my most trusted confidante so please stop hitting him with your frying pan mom. He's not a looter. He's the greatest friend I've ever had. I just want you to know that I love you both so much. Tell little Penumbra about me when she's born. She can have all my stuff, I won't be needing it anyway. I don't mean to end this letter on a sour note, but my sergeant is calling for us.
Lots of love,
Sunny
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Okay, now it's over! I truly hoped you all enjoyed the story, even if it didn't make it to the feature box. Oh well, few first fics do. Anyway, before I start the Jurassic park crossover, I'm going to play the game to get psyched up. As always, comment because I like it. See you guys later.
-walk-in closet brony
i loved it
1786046- Thanks. I'm glad you did.
so... what next?
1787734-What do you mean
You're making a Jurassic Park cross over? First you create this masterpiece and then you plan to write that? You're like the most awesome author on this site.
1791364-Good sir, it is 11:12 PM right now as I'm answering this comment, and you have just made my day.
And yes, I am making the crossover. First, I need to play the game so that I get inspiration. For instance, I listened to the brothers in arms soundtrack while writing most of Camaraderie.
Up next, Jurassic park theme.
BEST DAMN STORY I'VE READ!!! thank you
1800105- It's people like you that I come home to that make my day. Thank you sir.
Your Welcome!!!! Keep up the good work
I cried, that was sad
R.I.P to the great men annd ponies that died in this war
Want a sequel badly
Well, I read this story all the way through to the end and... well... I'm speechless.
This was an extremely detailed and well told story of how war is, and how no matter who you're fighting alongside, they're all brothers in arms.
I enjoyed this throughout, and these last two chapters actually made me cry... which mind you is hard to do to someone like me.
Good work on this story overall, I enjoyed it immensely.
Keep up the amazing work man, you earned a favorite.
5560495- Yay! Oh my god its been forever and I forgot about this old rust-bucket! Honestly, I look back on it and think how cheesy this story is and how predictable its moments are and I cringe, but if ya'll still like it, then that's alright by me! Thanks for the comment!
5561378
Its perhaps a little cheesy, but the story itself was just... awesome ;w;
I freaking love it man! You're welcome, and keep it up!
5997933 -Lol nope
"United Nations..."
Pfff... hahahaha...
Man, the United Nations couldn't find their cocks to jerk off on all of the money they embezzle, much less gather up a force to go dimension hopping and protect the ponies of FiM.
Good laugh, though. I needed that.
You rarely find these type of war fics. Most have the humans taking very few casualties and tend to glorify war. I'll freely admit I tend to do that. But a realistic and more sad take is refreshing. And really fucking depressing. Seriously. I cried the last two chapters. Well done well done
This story was very sad. Sunny Breeze was probably the saddest part for me, with Klein taking his goggles to his wife. So many deaths...
3892145 Because stronk times call for the stronkest guns
Well, shiet. Now I gotta find the time to read this.
Damn this was emotionnal, so much emotionnal that i was on the edge of crying it was a good stoty none the less continue on this way you will get far.
9582981
Thanks for the comment
9804746
You got that right!!!
9740887
And that's were the dead men are fighting again...