//------------------------------// // Feet First // Story: A's Life on Equis // by A the OC alicorn spartan //------------------------------// Germany, 2100. *Thud!* The sounds of fist on face echoed throughout the small, dark room as a man repeatably punched the soldier strapped to the chair before him. "What are the launch codes?" "What makes you think I know?" The man jerked his thumb to corpse in the corner. "Your friend said one of the soldiers in your group knew the codes and only one.He didn't know them and you where the only one left." The man in chair chuckled as he looked up to the man in front of him. "Sorry asshole, but more than two people went on this mission." Before the man could question this, a piece of shiny blue material burst through his mid-section. The man fell to the floor revealing, what most would call a short man, but the man in the chair knew better. "Took ya long enough A." POV shift: A I looked my friend and smirked. "So I take it that you need me here every 10 minutes?" I teased. "No,but 10 minutes earlier would've been nice." He pointed to the corner where I knew Bob was. "I know. I was slow, but we're not leaving him here." I pulled out a USB drive from my pocket. "I got the data we where supposed to get so grab Bob and get ready to leg it.I set some bombs to go off in 10 and exfill will be at the evac site in 8 so we gotta split." He grinned as I cut his restraints off with my trusty diamond sword, which some called old-fashioned or overcompensating but I liked it, and grabbed his stuff from a rack on the wall. "You really are a piece of work A. We sneaked out towards the back of the facility,encountering little resistance as we moved. We found out why when reached the exit. "Ho-ly shit. That's a lot of hostiles A. How we gonna worm our way out of this one?" I looked to him and smirked. "Remember what I requested my call-sign be?" "Six?" "Yep.You see, there is a phrase associated with that name.Do you know what it is?" "No, what?" "Spartans don't die, they just go MIA." And with that I handed him the USB and my tags before rushing outside. POV shift: Pvt. Conrad "So Dolf, hows the family?" "Dead." "Oh shit, sorry to hear that." "I killed them." "Oh." "WWWWWRRRRRRRRRYYYYYYYY!" "What the hell?!" POV shift: A "WWWWRRRRYYYY!!!!!" I jumped out from the inside of the building, peppering everything with bullets from my AUG. I glanced to my left to see my teammate make to safety as I mow down more and more enemy troops. I guess they decided I was to much for a few guards cause they sent out a FREAKING TANK to try and kill me. I dove behind cover as the tank fired the main gun, leaving a crater where I was standing. As the tank rolled up to me I could feel the men inside laughing at me as they trained the mini-gun on me. I just smirked and shoved a primed mortar into the main gun. "See you in Hell fuckers!" *BOOM!* Meanwhile in Canterlot, 3 days before the royal wedding. POV shift: Bon-Bon "Please Bon-Bon?" "No Lyra. You were asked to be the princess's bride's mare. You can't go around Canterlot looking for humans." "But what if they know how to make the perfect piece of candy?" "No. Now go be a bride's mare." "You're no fun." *Door opening and closing* "Ugh! Finally, she's gone. Now I can work on perfecting these bon-bons. *sigh* I should really consider a name change." *Vroomp* Suddenly a blue portal/worm hole thingy appeared in my hotel room which for some reason had an oven. "As Stanley stared at the mysterious blue distortion he wandered what it was." 'What is that thing, and why is some disembodied Buckingham pony calling me Stanley?' "Oh, sorry.Wrong universe." As I wondered if I should get a CAT scan a black shape fell out of the the hole, which then *pop*ped out of existence. "Ugh, my head." The shape moaned as it got up, slowly regaining consciousness. 'Crap crap crap crap! Find a weapon find a weapon!' I spotted my cast iron skillet on the stove and then used it to repeatably beat the thing over the head until the. Fucker. Was. Unconscious. I then yelped, dropped the pan, and sat down in the corner to have a mini-freak out. POV shift: A 'Ow ow ow ow! My head frigging hurts! Wait a tick. How can my head hurt if I'm dead? Aura scanning room. Scan complete. Loading all available data. Done. Gear in corner, tied to a wooden chair, in pain, and 2 creatures surrounding me. Solution, channel the Doctor.' I slowly opened my eyes so they could adjust to the lighting and what I saw made me question my sanity. 'Two ponies, one with a cream coat, purple and pink mane, and three pieces of candy on her (educated guess) flank, while the other was seafoam green with a lighter green and white mane and a harp, no lyre on her flank, where staring at me oddly.' "Ello, I'm A. What are your names and why am I tied to a chair?" The green one seamed to be less shocked than the creamy one as she spoke first. "Hello A, my name is Lyra and this is Bon-Bon. You're tied to a chair because you could be dangerous." "No. If you thought I was dangerous, you would have called the police. Instead you tied me to a chair and waited for me to wake up. You're not threatened by me, you're intrigued." Bon-Bon appears to snap out of her stupor and addresses me. "Well, A, we do have some questions for you, such as what are you?" "I don't know." "How do you not know?" "I think I have amnesia. Did anything hit me on the head while I was out?" Bon-Bon avoided my gaze as I said this, which meant she probably hit me with a pan. My suspicions where confirmed when Lyra spoke up. "Yeah, Bon-Bon kinda hit you in the head, multiple times, with a skillet. But, hey we have a mirror. Maybe that would help." I shrugged. "Worth a shot." Suddenly Lyra's forehead glowed, revealing a horn under her hair, and was lifted into the air and spun around. Before me was a mirror and in that mirror was a black insect-pony creature with blue eyes. Before I could say anything, a huge pain shot through my skull and I fell to the ground, clutching my head in pain as images flew through my head. I suddenly knew what I was. "A changeling. I'm a changeling."