In a far away land, an old man was sitting at a bar, he could be described simply as broken, one of his eyes was milky white, his left hand was limp, while his right leg was missing. He used to be a soldier, a veteran who has been trough hell and back. All those around him were asking him to tell them a story. At first, he didn't want to, but eventually he gave in and started as everyone got closer to hear his story better.
"Once upon a time... There was a man, he was the perfect soldier, made for battle. Everyone called him a hero, a saint, an angel sent from heaven... Pff yeah right. Angel my ass. That guy was a monster, hell you could have told me he was the Devil himself and I would have believed you. Ah but that does not matter, I'm going to tell you a story, about the time I fought against him." He shifted in his chair, coughed and began his tale once more.
"Me and my men came from Ukraine and went to fight at the Romanian border, it was supposed to be an easy mission, our data telling us of the Romania's forces as being weak and not having the latest weapons. The data was wrong, Germany managed to sent them troops and weapons when they fought and occupied Hungary. But we thought we could manage, me and my friends were in really high spirits, believing that we still had the advantage... Oh how wrong we were... The second we stepped foot on Romanian land, the soldiers standing in the front line all got shot down by snipers, forcing everyone to jump for cover. From time to time there were some brave men, or idiots who would lift up their head to check if it was over, which would result in their heads being blown off. A really smart idea. A one so smart at least 10 idiots used it. One after the other..." He sighed at that memory, causing everyone in the tavern to laugh.
"Alright, alright. Shush. Let me continue." Everyone quieted down quickly. "Where was I...? Oh yeah, the snipers blowing the idiots' heads off." He coughed in his hand and started his tale once again. "Not long after the morons stopped popping their heads out to be blown off by the snipers, I swear to god it's like the entire Romanian army was made out of snipers... Ahem, so we finally get our reinforcements, and the snipers soon back off as we come out of cover and open fire. I do have to admit, we were a little too confident back then, but that's to be expected considering how young we were back then. And that also proved to be all according to their plans." He stopped for a second to collect his thoughts and continued his story. "We were pushing them back, but not for long. We ended up chasing them into the forest, and fell for the most basic strategy in the book. But not in the way we expected, there were no tanks hiding and shooting at us from the forest. No, they jumped at us. From the sky, it looked like there were angels coming down to deliver divine punishment. All of them were sky diving down to us while shooting, which I have to admit, was quite awesome to see. But that's not the weirdest thing, their commander who was god damn rocket jumping all over the place easily took first place, ran away with it and came back to take second and third place. That place was a massacre, not only were they shooting at us from above, which would have been fine, they also had snipers positioned everywhere to shoot us all down. The laughter from the enemy commander that filled the air did not help on bit." Everything went silent, Then everyone started demanding for an explanation, and soon, they got it.
"I got it! Shut up already!" He huffed and as soon as everyone calmed down he cleared his throat and started. "So, that crazed fucker of a commander that they had was killing everyone with a shower of rockets and smacking people with a shovel. He was also calling everyone maggots. Which I later learned was a reference to an old game or something like that. I was too busy running for my life to even give a shit. If only you guys saw how scared I was when I saw him looking straight at me and threw his shovel at me from far away. To this day, I have no idea how he managed to throw it that far, and fuck up my right leg so much. Thankfully a friend of mine helped me escape."
"Wait... Wasn't that guy, Soldier, supposed to be a war legend or some shit like that?" A young man, in his twenties asked the old veteran.
"I wish! That fucker was as real as they get."
"But what happened to him?" Another youngster, probably a friend of the first one, asked.
"From what I saw in the report, he blew himself up along with the strongest bunker and the important papers that were there. He also took along all the people that were surrounding the bunker. I think he got like... 300 people? Yeah around that."
"Thank god he's dead, right?" Laughed everyone in the bar.
"I... Don't believe it. I still think he's alive somewhere, that fucker isn't that easy to kill." The old man said with a terrified expression stuck on his face.
"Come on, there's no way anyone can survive a blowing themselves up! You must just be traumatized or something."
"I'm not so sure about that. The shit I've seen in the fights that guy has been in made me question reality..." He stopped and looked down. "Maybe not here, but somewhere... He's still alive... And surely, just as the sun is warm and the moon soothing, that guy will become a legend, no matter where he is..." That is all the old man said as he left the bar, making all those in it laugh, at what they thought were the ramblings of a crazy old man. Oh how wrong they were...
~Equestria~
Derpy's eyes shoot open as she woke up. "Is someone talking about me?" She looks around left and right, trying to find out what exactly is going on. "Wait a second..." Derpy lightly smacks herself in the head. "Duh! I'm not Hartmann anymore, I'm Derpy now. Must be just my imagination." She shrugged her head and slowly walked out of the room. 'I really hope this inter dimensional space mambo jumbo doesn't screw with my head too much.' On the way towards the bathroom, she stopped to open the door to Dinky's room to check on her. When she saw that Dinky wasn't there, panic hit her, and it hit hard. 'Oh no... No no no... No no no NO NO NO!'
"MUFFIN?! DINKY?! DEAR?! WHERE ARE YOU?! DINKY!!!" She frantically ran down towards the living room where a startled Doctor Whooves was sitting. "DOC! ahem Doc! Where's Dinky?! Why isn't she in her room?! She didn't get kidnapped did she?!" Derpy started hyperventilating as she started panicking harder, that is until The Doctor shook her to listen.
"Derpy." He sighed as he massaged his temples. "It's saturday... I've told you this a million times... She's out to play with her friends..." Doc was looking at her with a deadpan expression.
"Oh... I knew that... Hehe..." Derpy blushed and rubbed the back of her head.
"Good heavens Derpy, one day you are going to give me a hearth attack" When hearing that, Derpy looked down sadly. "Ah... I can't get mad at you, Derpy." He pat her head as she gave him a goofy smile. But then suddenly got really serious.
"Doc, there's something really important that I want to tell you." Her voice was uncharacteristically serious, which really threw him off.
"Wh-What is it Derpy?" Whooves seemed disturbed by the sudden seriousness that the silly mare displayed.
"I've been thinking for a while now... But I kind of want to enroll in the royal guard." Upon hearing those words, Doc froze in place. "Err... Doc? You okay?" Slowly, Derpy was getting really nervous. 'I think I broke him.' Getting closer, she looked at him straight in the eyes, and booped his nose, which caused the desired effect.
"Wha-?" Doc shakes his head as his brain finally finished rebooting. He looked around confused, until his eyes settled on the grey pegasus in front of him. "Derpy, why would you want to be in the royal guard? I thought you were happy with your job." He seemed quite confused.
"Well... I guess it's because I'm scared I might really hurt someone while doing my job. You know how many times I almost caused an accident..." She said as she looked down in sadness. 'I hope he believes me... I NEED to go fight something, this urges are killing me. And I don't want to accidentally kill someone innocent.'
"Derpy I-" Doc looked down and sighed. "I guess you are right... But what about Dinky? She will miss you."
"I..." She started thinking about it more. 'He's right... Normally I wouldn't care about it, but ever since I've been in this body I've been feeling a really high attraction to my daughter and Doc... I guess I can delay it a little.' She sighs. "I guess I can think about it more..." Doc smiled.
"Thank you, Derpy. Now come, I've made you some pancakes." He went into the kitchen and signaled Derpy with his hoof to follow him, which she did.
The pegasus sat down in her usual seat and slowly started eating the pancakes that already started to get cold. "You know... You should really calm down sometimes, it's not good if you panic so much this often. Too much stress can really take a hold on a mare like you." She heard her friend say.
"I know... It's just... whenever it's about Dinky I can't help it but get really worked up about it..." Derpy said while munching on a pancake.
The Doctor sighed and said as he left the kitchen. "I'll be in my lab if you need me. Also, make sure you rest for a little while. You won't want to pass out again like last week." Her answer was a muffled 'Mkay' from the silly grey mare. But then her head sprang up and screamed after the stallion.
"WAIT! DON'T YOU MEAN YOUR WORKSHOP?"
"NO! MY LAB!" The Doctor answered back from somewhere in the house.
"SINCE WHEN DO YOU HAVE A LAB?" The mare shouted.
"I'VE TOLD YOU ABOUT IT SINCE YOU AGREED TO-" She heard a groan and Doc walked inside the kitchen. "I've told you about it when I told you my secret, did you forget about it?" He asked while tilting his head.
"Of course I didn't forget about it! Err... What was the secret again?" Derpy said with a silly smile to which the Doctor's hoof decided to give his face a french kiss causing a loud smacking sound.
"Derpy... I'm a Time Lord. I've got to go try to fix the TARDIS. But I just can't get it to work, for some weird reason. I've been trying to for a few years now." When the words 'Time Lord' left his mouth Derpy started choking for a second before calming herself. Derpy flinched.
"Oh... Right! I remember now!" She said with a nervous smile.
"If you say so?" The Doctor raised an eyebrow at that, but eventually gave up.
Derpy was looking at the doorway. 'The Doctor...' She was stunned, continuing to look where the Doctor once was. 'Fucking holy fucking flying fucking fuck.' She shook her head, trying to make out just what the hell was going on. 'The Doctor is real... That's just... Wow... Well I sure as hell didn't expect that! Holy... Wait... Doesn't that mean that all his enemies in the show, Daleks, Cybermen, Weeping Angels and the others, EXIST TOO?! Oh fuck... That's bad. Really fucking bad.' Derpy got up from the chair, put her plate in the sink and started cleaning it before leaving to the Doctor's workshop. "I can't continue being a mailmare... I have to prepare in case they come, I don't think Doc can really stop them alone... Dinky... That's it! I'm gonna start training a little, and Monday I'll go to Canterlot and enroll in the royal guard, to be able to train harder and get access to their different technologies and stuff. Doc and Dinky might not be happy with it, but it's for the better... Maybe a war will start and I'll need to defend the country... Heh... That might not be so bad after all. Been a while since I've gotten my kicks." She mumbled to herself as she entered the workshop and closed the door behind her. That room becoming the place she spent the rest of the day in, much to the Doctor's and Dinky's confusion and worry for the well being of the mare. Along with her change in attitude, she still had the same character, but something seemed off about her.