A routine flight brings inexperienced pilots to lose themselves in the Bermuda Triangle. But maybe they didn't just disappear? Maybe they went somewhere else? The Bermuda Triangle is a strange place, full of unknowns and horrible tales. This is the tale of Flight 19.

This is a collaboration story between Myself, Dave Morris, and Ty500600 (Retired).

We will be adding tags and characters as we see fit, because a good story is a dynamic one. We as authors can only plan for so much, and if for some unknown reason, we end up with some background character in the main cast, well, we'll add em in.
*spoiler alert*
it may also be to avoid spoilers.

"It's so nice to see you again!" said the thing that was not Celestia. "Oh yes, I know who you are, Twilight Sparkle. I had a taste of your magic the first time we met. Mortals forget things so easily, I find. Allow me to refresh your memory: you tried to kill me. But you failed, Twilight Sparkle. You only mostly killed me. And I guess that makes you one very unlucky little pony."

It occurred one peaceful night. Half of Equestria awoke to the sound like a double-shot thunderclap. A percussion heard in the skies and rattling windows from Apploosa, to Canterlot, to Ponyville. Nopony knew what it was or what it heralded for the world as it drew a line across the nation.

For Twilight Sparkle, this isolated incident might have faded from memory after a time, if not for the strange rumors of a creature sitting on the hill on the outskirts of town.

These are her thoughts given written form. These are Sparkle's Notes.

Report EVERYTHING to the Princess.

Important: there are a lot of deleted comments, they were all part of a very long conversation that didn't belong here.

Aliens have been sighted on and around Earth for centuries. But a single description keeps popping up in history. Four legs, big eyes, and a unique mark on the hind legs. The first real proof was in April of 1947. Ever since then there have been reports sprinkled throughout the decades. But now one has been captured alive, and an old military base has been re-purposed to hold them. People were right about aliens, but they got one thing wrong. They're not from the stars, they're from Special Camp number 2.

This story is a sequel to When the Man Comes Around

The seventh story in The Journey of Graves.

The Grand Galloping Gala. A night of social grace and fantastic delights for many. A night of traumatic memories best forgotten for many more. Nobody knows why, but when Twilight calls the girls together and shows them a letter plus six tickets, the conclusion is clear: they're being invited to have one more go at making it the best night ever.

Everyone's got a plan, everyone except for the reluctant Rarity. How's she supposed even enjoy herself after such a heartbreaking debacle with the horrendous Prince Blueblood? Can she still have a good time? Can a certain steely-eyed soldier help?

This story is a sequel to The Great Brony Migration

It's been nearly a year since the portal opened up and Equestria found a couple thousand new friends, who are finally settling into their new home. Unfortunately, for two of them, things have gotten a lot more complicated.
For two unconnected misunderstandings, (at least, that's what they'll claim) two Bronies are banished from Canterlot and find themselves in the heart of Equestrian innovation, luxury, and style: Manehattan. Seizing a coincidence and an opportunity to pose as Private Investigators, they embark on a new adventure. Of course, with their luck, they fall deeper and deeper into a conspiracy that has the city in its grip. They'll need all the help they can get, because even their fabulous headwear won't be able to save them from what's coming.

Collaboration between Laichonious, Retsamoreh, and Pissfer.

This story is a sequel to When the Man Comes Around

The sixth story in The Journey of Graves.

Spring has come and gone, Graves remains in Ponyville, and for once, all is well. No monsters to slay, no damsels to rescue, nothing: just nice, relaxing days passing in easy leisure. Or, at least as relaxing as Ponyville ever gets. A collection of short stories, the marshal takes a break from fighting and learns a little more about his friends and neighbors, one lazy summer day at a time.

This story is a sequel to When the Man Comes Around

The fifth story in The Journey of Graves.

A week has passed since the ill-fated events in Rarity's boutique. The encounter has left a deep impression on Graves as he grows colder and more distant than ever before. Rarity, feeling responsible, wants desperately to make amends, but the multitude of fears and worries plaguing her have made this next to impossible. Even with the help of their friends, it's going to take a miracle to untangle this knot.

This story is a sequel to When the Man Comes Around

The fourth story in The Journey of Graves.

After their little trolling adventure, Sweetie Belle has decided that Graves would make a great big brother. Of course adoption's out of the question (after all, parents always say no), so that just means the Cutie Mark Crusaders will have to get creative.

Meanwhile, Rarity has taken an interest in Graves for completely different reasons. Just what does the prettiest girl in Ponyville see in the gruff, stern faced soldier? He has no idea and frankly, isn't sure he wants to find out.

This story is a sequel to When the Man Comes Around

The third story in The Journey of Graves.

Graves is finally getting settled into Ponyville: his things have arrived, and many of his new friends are helping him move in. However, the housewarming will just have to wait, as the marshal receives word that there's trouble brewing in the Everfree Forest. Simple enough really, except for one minor problem: Graves has already promised Rarity he'd take care of Sweetie Belle for the day. What will the marshal do when his troublesome job meets the walking disaster?