Celestia has kept me out of sight from her little ponies because I am too dangerous. She stole my freedom. She tries to tell me it's all ok but I can't wait any longer. No one should have their freedom taken.
Maybe I can bargain my way out? Cause she is my friend right? If not I force my way out.

Anthony was not like the rest of the people in the world. First of all he was adopted by his parents they loved very much in which he loved back, the only problem was they could sometimes be a little overprotective. But enough about them! Anthony was not the type of person you find socializing. He was the mysterious type, the one who hides in the shadows.
(NO He is not Emo.)
Anyway, his computer seemed to crash down as it showed him to words that would creep out anyone. Follow Anthony as he tries to figure out what happened and how it happened.

Of Course it's an obvious Five Nights at Freddy's 2 crossover, this is my first attempt at story (excluding my Two Best Freinds story) so soft criticism is accepted.

Jason, an orphan, sits around, dreaming of having a family. He mostly wants to do Christmas. But, his dreams finally come true! And, he gets adopted by a princess! And three cute sisters, who could literally make you faint with their cuteness. Life couldn't be better for Jason!
Wrong.
He actually had no say in the matter. The next thing Jason knew, he was taken to another world, ruled by ponies! He also had no say in the matter of his name. They changed it to Harmony. If she wasn't the ruler of the land (and not to mention they had phones... and CPS) he would call the Child Protection Agency and have her locked up.
... If they had it...

General Grievous, Supreme Commander of the Separatist Droid Army, conqueror of star systems, and slayer of Jedi. And... stranded on Equestria?

This can't end well.

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Now featuring a dramatic reading by LimeyPony!

Rainbow Dash and Applejack went to far. I barely survive their last prank. Now the Elements are all begging me to be their friend again.
I only have two friends left. Ditzy Doo and... The Darkness. It promises to never hurt me. It treats me like I'm its best friend.
I can feel myself slowly falling apart.

My name is Tech. I am a human living secretly in the Everfree. I am called Tech because I am a master with technology.
I invent or watch ponies to past the time. I didn't mind my life but I was lonely. That until I got an Idea from watching ponies.
Now I won't be alone.

Honey Dew is the smallest of the breezies, a race of bug-like ponies. During their migration, Honey Dew was separated from both packs due to a leaf flying in his path and carrying him away. He ended up breaking one of his wings, rendering him unable to fly. And when the portal to his world closes, he is now trapped in a new environment, a world full of giants, or what we know, Equestria.

Can the mane 6 find the smallest breezie before he ends up crushed? Can Honey Dew gain the attention of the mane 6 before they end up crushing him?

I am a royal elite guard form the Crystal Empire. Well I was.
Since power was my key as the only human in Equestria. I became a guard for the Crystal Empire. I made my way through the ranks. While the Empire grew to love me. Even Shining Armour...We became bro's.
Life was perfect until one day.
Me a royal elite guard got banish by Celestia.
I will have my revenge on the Equestrians.

I was just a normal student in high school. I went to school, went to Cross Country practice, went home, studied, and went to bed. However, I wake up to find my self surrounded by unicorns, and I don't know why. I don't get a chance to find out, because of there are others determined to find out, no matter what the cost....

First story, hope it is good, fingers crossed!

Find the sequel here. http://www.fimfiction.net/story/244591/hunted

Applejack finds a strange visitor in her apple orchard one day, with even stranger stories to tell...
MLP/L4D2 crossover. My first story on FiMfiction.net! May add more tags as story progresses.
Credit for the image goes to brokencreation on DeviantArt.