//------------------------------// // Time Flies // Story: M.A.G.E. // by Awesomedude17 //------------------------------// M.A.G.E. By Awesomedude17 -November 9th, 3 ALR, 0942 hours- -Location: Fluttershy's cabin, Ponyville, Equestria- "Dmitri, give me some morphine." "No, you'll get resistance. Hold off for a few more hours." Vulakh was at the point where he could move around in crutches and did so. His knee was almost ready to get out of its brace. Reznov however was far from out of bed. He was healing rather quickly, but his leg was far from ready to leave its cast and his ribs were still healing. "I need the damn painkiller." Reznov coughed a bit, feeling pained. "Just rest up comrade, I'm going for some fresh air." "Dmitri..." Vulakh used the crutches he had gotten from his caretakers and went out to the backyard. It was nice and cold, but not snowing. It seemed like the Latvian autumn for him. "This is..." Vulakh knew that he would have to find a way back home when his wounds heal, as would Reznov. What could he do? "This is what?" Dmitri looked to see Fluttershy feeding some birds. He shook his head as he began to speak. "This like my old home, Riga was a very nice place." Vulakh reminisced. "Riga? Is that a city where you are from?" Fluttershy inquired. Vulakh nodded. "Ja, it is, in a country called Latvia." "Must be so nice, especially with family." "Yes, my family is healthy. My mother was Russian Jew, my father was half-German, quarter-Polish, and quarter Latvian. They are alive and well." "And Reznov is your brother, or cousin, or..." "Neither, we have become so good friends, we have become like brothers. I care deeply for him." "Oh my, how deeply?" "Well, I am not gay, if that helps." Fluttershy giggled at that remark. She shook her head, knowing that the two soldiers would go home soon. -November 9th, 3 ALR, 0923 hours- -Location: Sweet Apple Acres, Ponyville, Equestria- Johnathan rubbed his eyes as the sun finally hit his eyes. The wounds were healing very nicely, and he could get up again, along with Romero. Johnathan looked to see the Apple family work. He noted one... two things off though. Why ain't she working? And why's her mane shorter? Did somethin' happen after the show ended or somethin'? "Romero, Ah want to go home." "No shit amigo. At least it is fall here; sun is no good for me." "If Ah recall, ya barely could run a mile 'fore tirin' out." "Hey, that was three years ago, and I got better." "And your vision wasn't too good either." "Contacts." "And then there's the thing with the gon..." "She said she was clean! Why are ya doing this to me, amigo?" "I dunno, maybe 'cause ya look funny when ya angry." Romero deadpanned, and looked at the southerner with his very pale blue eyes. "You're gonna get payback soon. For now though, I got to make sure my shit's clean." Johnathan rolled his eyes, Romero used clean as a code for checking equipment. The two weren't allowed to wander off the farm, and they were injured. The two would have at least two more weeks before they were better, so they needed to pass the time somehow. "'Kay, whatever ya say Romero, Ah'm gettin' some more shuteye 'fore the day begins." "Whatever Johnathan." Romero said, cleaning his gun. Once I am done with this shit, I am gonna retire. Blood, blood, BLOOD! -November 9th, 3 ALR, 0923 hours- -Location: Canterlot Castle, Canterlot, Equestria- Jose laid in bed, waiting for the day that he would get out. He'd go to the forest, slit an animal's throat, maybe eat it too. He wanted to just shed blood. Would he say he had a problem? Maybe. He would say that he wanted nothing more than to just go home and kill. Kill. Every. Single. Fucking. Soldier. He was on the run, Raven saved him more than once for the Ecuadorian authorities, not that they were trying, the population growth made such killing necessarily good in a way. Probably the reason why homosexuality was outright made legal last few decades in even the traditional third world countries. All he wanted was to kill... Kill... "RARGH, HOW MUCH LONGER?!" he yelled. "Until your broken bones heal Jose. Shut up." Pierre wanted some shut-eye for sure. But then the doors opened. The two looked over and saw three familiar faces. But the purple one was different. "What happened to you?" "Long story." Twilight said, in full regal attire. She stretched her newly found wings and trotted over to Jose, clearly interested in his strange anxiety. "What are you doing, senorita?" "I just want to help you." "I don't need any help, except from my fellow operatives." "Denying help means you do need help." "Cállate perra, y estar fuera." Twilight rolled her eyes and trotted away. "How much longer?" Pierre asked. "Another week, you're healing quite nicely." Celestia said. "Thank GOD!" Jose yelled out. "Good. Twilight, how about you go to Ponyville now, we need the other elements." "Right. Pinkie, stay in the castle." "!SEY" Pinkie began to trot backward, leaving the two Raven operatives confused. "Don't." Twilight said, teleporting out with magic. "Take care." Celestia closed the doors and trotted to her throne room, ready to start the day. As Jose woke up, he noticed the blackest smoke float above him. "Oh, it you... what do you want?" Jose asked, enamored by the cloud. It didn't answer, but merely flew out. Jose didn't know what it was, but it was clearly amazing to him. I miss it already... And like that, he tried to curl up into a ball, but his casts were making it hard.