Fluttershy's Silent Guardian

by Z-A-C


Introduction (How I Arrived)

Hello people that may hear this. I am Viktor Kozlov. I have passed training for the Russian Special Forces or Spetsaz a few months ago and with minor injury. The current date is not important to me anymore. I have written the events I deemed memorable down in my field journal and I will read them to you. I will start with reading what I was doing before I got to this strange land, and up to when I saw the small yellow pony creature. This may take up some time. I shall begin.


Entry #1
Feb:12:1985
P. 1

I am on my way to Afghanistan. I never really liked flying but it is fine, after all I am going off to war, yeah? One of my comrades on the plane with me gives me shit for writing in this journal, I tell him it keeps my nerves from getting to me, he asks how I passed training. If fights were permitted in flight I would have broken his nose. I do not like him very much. I think I will confront him.

Entry #2
Feb:12:1985
P. 2

I am victorious! He made bet with me that he would win. He bet his rationed vodka for three meals to come. I bet my journal, but you see who won bet ha! I am not uninjured though but it is nothing compared to the training I did to get me here. He did ask me one thing though. He asked me why I'm writing in English, I told him it is because my daughter is learning how to speak and read English. He asked me how I would allow such a thing. I just sat and ignored him for the rest of the flight. Also, sorry Albina, pay no mind to bad words and never say them.

Entry #3
Feb:12:1985
P. 3

I miss my lovely wife and child. I have been away from them ever since I went away for training. I wonder how they are? It is not as important as keeping my head on what is about to come. But I still miss them. We should be landing any moment now, I think I will catch a nap. Our officer said we should, but that was what seems like hours ago.

Entry #4
Feb:12:1985
P. 4

I caught a nap and what do I wake up to? Being slapped in the face by that insufferable Yebatʹ Litsa Sokolov! It is ok though. Once he told me we had landed, I felt the urge to rip his face off die. It is still light out, I wonder if we will do any training after briefing is over. Probably, it is unlike our commander to not make us train. I can already tell the temperature difference, I hope I will get used to it quickly.

Field Entry #1
Feb:12:1985
P. 5

Training was not so bad, but the briefing was boring. I am in the barracks now and writing this before lights out. This will be shorter then normal but I will try to finish before the lights go out. Tomorrow will consist mostly of training and-

Field Entry #2
Feb:13:1985
P. 6

It seems I didn't have as much time as I thought I did last night. Today's training was more intensive than yesterday's. It is lunch time, that is how I am able to write right now. Do not ask me what this food is because I am not sure. At least it tastes good though, yeah? I am not sure if I will be able too write as frequently as I have been, but if I have enough down time I will try to continue to write.


Let us pause for a moment so I may explain any confusions you might have. My last name is pronounced kazlov, the first "o" sounds like an "a", and Albina is my beautiful daughter. That is one of the reasons I watch over this yellow creature. She reminds me of her. It is strange to say or even think but I am being honest. I will continue reading up until I reach current time. But expect pauses like this one.


Field Entry #3
Feb:16:1985
P. 7

I apologize for gap in writing. We went on a mission and lost a man. I'm sorry if you are reading this Albina, but I have seen death but I will not be bringing him home. Vera my lovely wife, do not worry I will make it home without a scratch. I love you both and I will return safe.

Field Entry #4
Feb:18:1985
P. 8

Aha! I have finally found you! I was afraid I lost my journal, but are things not where you least expect them? It is a wonder that no one has thrown it away yet. But it is good to know that they are not so cruel. I apologize to you again there will be another gap in writing soon. We were assigned a mission, and I am the sniper. Did I tell you that was what I am doing? No I don't think I did.

Field Entry #5
Feb(?):??:19??
P. 9

We were ambushed! The vehicle was on it's way to my drop off point. They did not search our vehicle and from what I can tell I am the only one breathing. My head is so shaken right now that I can not think properly. I feel tired. Vera, Albina, I hate to say it but if I don't come back, just know that I love you both.

Field Entry #6
Feb(?):19(?):1985(?)
P. 10

I woke up an hour ago, laying in a meadow. I would have asked if it was heaven but I still have my weapons. It is too...green to be Afghanistan. Where am I? Albina. In case you are curious about my weapons, I will list them:

1.) My sniper rifle. The SVD AKA Dragunov. It is a beautiful weapon. I was going to see if they would let me take it home when I retire in the future. I also was issued a silencer to make it quieter.

2.) The AK-74u. It is reliable and the stock can be folded too make it smaller. Not really sure how it got here with sense I was issued the SVD but It is a handy little thing.

And 3.) The Makarov pistol. Not really sure what to say about it. I have a silencer for that as well

I hope I am able to see you both again soon.

Field Entry #7
Feb:19:1985
P. 11

As strange as this may sound, I don't think I'm on the same planet anymore. The colors of the plant life are just to bright and vivid. Maybe I was captured and they used some sort of drug on me? Everything feels so real though. I can't say for certain, maybe writing will help with it somehow.

Field Entry #8
Feb:19:1985
P. 12

If it were drugs then I would have come out of the effects by now. It is night now and I need to find shelter before it gets too cold. I have been moving cautiously so I would not be seen. I have my AK-74u ready if the need arises though. I see a cave, I will clear it out and call it a night.

??? Entry #1
Feb:20:1985
P. 13

I had a rude awakening. I was woken up by screaming. And the scream sounding like a little girl. I grabbed the dragunov and ran out of the cave in search of the scream's source. I got on a high point, went prone and looked through the scope. What I saw confused me. It was a little yellow winged pony like creature falling from the sky. I started to look around to see if there was anyway I could get down there to catch her but at that speed I wouldn't make it in time. Then something even more confusing happened. Hundreds maybe even a thousand butterflies flew underneath the falling pony creature and caught her. I had never seen anything like it! I laid there, calmly watching the phenomenon through the scope and with my finger off of the trigger. It was unbelievable and yet here it is happening in front of me at maybe 70-75 meters away. I put the safety back on and slowly started to crawl backwards until I heard singing. ->

P. 14

To my surprise she was singing in English. I couldn't help but just watch her. What with the animals following her around and birds flying with her, but what was she singing about? Pegasus race? Never being on the ground before? What is this nonsense? Then I remembered her wings. She is a pegasus from the myths. I am definitely not on Earth anymore. When she stopped singing the think I didn't think would happen did. I heard an explosion. I flicked the safety off and pointed my rifle in the direction of the explosion but I did not need the scope to see what had happened. A rainbow colored sonic-boom had just occurred somewhere around 145 meters away. I am certain that I am not on Earth anymore.