Chapter 4
Blizzard Storm remained friendly and respectful, probably because I saved his daughter. He even didn’t restrain me.
The guards had stripped me of anything that looked like military gear, but I was allowed to keep any personal belongings. I still had a fully charged MP3 player and a smartphone. Both turned off.
Storm was the guard who was guarding me. The cell itself had anything I needed. A sink with a mirror, a bed, and a toilet.
It was looking like an old cell from the middle ages but was still better than nothing.
The cell was made for ponies but was still comfortable.
Looking into the mirror, I would never recognize myself. What a mess. My brown hair was a little bit messy, my face dirty and my green eyes showed how tired I was. I had also light stubble. It was a miracle that the kids weren’t scared of me when they saw me.
Cleaning myself as good as I could by splashing water into my face, I managed to look clean again.
Hoof steps came from the other end of the corridor. It was a unicorn guard in white armor with a red cross on it. I had seen a similar picture of a medic in the Royal Guard on Deviantart.
“Captain Armor ordered a quick medical examination of the prisoner.” Blizzard let him in unhesitatingly.
I folded my arms. The medic stopped a few meters away.
“The Captain said you may have been hurt. I’m here to find out.”
“I won’t stop you.”
His horn lit up. It was fascinating to see the magic. His amber glow surrounded me. “Hold still.”
It felt like an ultrasound or an X-ray.
“I am no expert on humans, but apart from the bruises and scratches you’re fine. Oh, what is that? You have something in your ribs.” I still had a Russian bullet in my ribs. I was hit during the battle of Paris.
“Ja, a piece of Russian steel still in my ribs. It couldn’t be removed or I had died. But if you can do it, I would be grateful.”
“No thanks.” He walked out.
Checking my watch, it was 7PM. I could need some sleep. I was tired, too tired to take my boots off.
I took my helmet off and said, “I'm hitting the hay. Goodnight, Lieutenant.”
“Goodnight, Lieutenant. Sleep well.” He said before trying to suppress a yawn. “I could need some sleep too.”
He said before I was asleep.
For some reason I woke up. Checking my watch, I saw that it was… 2AM.
Even in the darkness, I saw that the Guard was no longer Blizzard Storm, but one of Princess Lunas guards. Lavender-colored armor, dark gray coat, bat wings, tufted ears, and cat-like eyes. Cool and awesome.
The guard coughed. “See something you like?”
I chuckled. “I don’t see something I like. I see something that I find awesome!”
The guard did not respond. Just standing around. Royal Guard .exe is not responding. Please reboot.
Snapping my fingers, he “rebooted.”
After rebooting, his look became suspicious.
“What? Can’t I have a little chat?”
The guard was still suspicious. “I am a bat pony. A different race of ponies that lived deep within mountain caves like bats.” Just as I suspected.
“Interesting. I guess you are nocturnal?”
“Correct. Why’re you asking?”
“Just curious. Besides, your country is neutral, right?” the guard nodded.
“So, there’s no war critical intel we could exchange.” The suspicion dropped.
“Right. Plus, I have no order to not talk with you. Sometimes it gets pretty boring.
And even if you are a prisoner, the other guards talked about how you saved the sisters of the Elements of harmony. You… got their respect. And mine too.”
As I watched the show before it was canceled, I knew what the Elements were.
“I only did my duty like any other Soldier would.”
“Is true that you defeated three Timberwolves by yourself?” I nodded.
“That was nothing. I was member of a counter-terrorism and special operations unit. We are specialized in the fight against terrorism, hostage rescue and bomb disposal.”
“Really?” “Yes. To get in there, you had to pass these tests:
5000-meter run in a maximum of 23 minutes.
100 meter sprint in 13.4 seconds maximum.
Standing long jump of at least 2.40 meters.
Seven chin ups.
Bench press: at least five repetitions with 75% of your own body weight. (At least 50 kg).
Addressing an obstacle course and a skills course.
I bet your training is nothing compared to this.”
The guard whistled. “Wow, Impressive. Hey, is that an award?” He pointed to my chest. The award was the purple heart of the European Federation. It had the symbol of the European Federation Enforcer Corps on it and the flag of Germany, to show which nationally I was.
“Yes, this is the purple heart. You know what that is?”
“Yes, you’re got wounded.”
I removed my upper part to reveal a large scar. It was where my heart was. “A Russian bullet, still in my ribs. I fought in the battle of Paris when the war begun.”
“You were REALLY lucky back then.” The guard was shocked and impressed.
“Yes I was. But I survived much worse. What’s your name?”
“Sergeant Ash Mark.” He responded.
“Ash Mark. Nice ring to it. Fits a bat pony like you.”
He looked away blushing.
“Thanks. Tell me, do you enjoy killing?”
I raised my arms defensively. “No. But I kill if I have too. And to save lives.”
“I… understand. We never had a war like this before. The last kind of a war like this war was… I don’t know… 1000 of years ago. None of us ever experienced such a war. Except for the war against the changelings but this is nothing against this kind of war. And to be honest with you, I am scared. Scared that the war will reach us.”
I could hear the fear in his voice. “Don’t worry about that. My nation is winning this terrible war. It will be over soon.”
“Good to know.” Suddenly blood came out of his nose.
I got a tissue out of my pocket. “Here.” He took it and was holding his nose.
“Thanks. You’re not gonna do anything crazy, are you?”
“Do I look like I’d do something crazy?” I asked before he leaved for the bathroom.
As he was gone and I tired, I went into my bed again and fell asleep. I wonder about what the princess wants to talk about?
