//------------------------------// // First Contact // Story: Forgotten Soldier; Wrong War // by rocketlvr //------------------------------// As he traversed the vortex indescribable feelings washed over him. He was going beyond the speed of light yet not moving at all, getting compressed and smashed and sliced but still felt no pain, at one moment he was everywhere in the void but nowhere, and just as soon as it started it stopped.A portal formed beneath him causing him to fall 5 feet onto the soft grass of a forest. He blacked out. He don't know how long it had been but awoke to a soft noise in the distance.... singing. As he opened his eyes he saw it wasn't Iraq, heaven or anything he could have imagined. The second dimension. And a cartoony looking one at that. He glanced down at your hands "f*ck... whats this?" He wasn't cartoony; in fact, his hands we're just as detailed physically as they were back in his dimension but his hands were just so.... flat. "Do I still have depth perception?" he reached out to grab at a nearby rock and surprisingly it was where he thought it was "So I'm in the second dimension, and I still have depth perception... this is spooky". He couldn't describe it but despite everything being so flat, things just seemed... normal. Suddenly, he just remembered the singing.He glanced around and spotted Carod's m240, it must have fallen through the portal, he grabbed it, checked his gear and the surrounding area, finding random weapons lying here or there like m4's, m16's even an m72 LAW and two AT4 launchers, He found ammunition, frag grenades a couple flash bangs and a ton of fully loaded magazines for m4's, Beretta m9's, and USP 45's that got sucked out of his squad mates vests. Then it hit him, "Spzond, Randall, Carod, everyone.... I'll never see them again... just perfect..." He began to think about them until the singing brought him back into focus. He heaved himself off the ground having stacked the surplus of weapons in a neat little pile, well more like a neat massive pile, the standard US soldier carries roughly 70 pounds of gear so when his squad lost a portion of its gear he got more ammo than he could have ever dreamed. "Hello?, Is anyone there?" a female voice in the distance piped up. He caught the noise and decided to check it out, He was suspicious of who, or what could be talking, especailly considering that one of the last people he talked to was an insane Arab scientist. He brought up his SOPMOD m4 (Special Operations Peculiar MODifications) to check things out. "Thank God I've still got this thing" he murmured to no one in particular. It was expensive as hell to pay for, certainly not made easy with his meager military paycheck, but it sure was nice having that ACOG sight, grip, m203 grande launcher, and the other fancy crap that came with it. He heard the voice coming from beyond some bushes. Peaking around slowly using the "cutting the pie" technique he learned in basic training he spotted a purple unicorn, "Whoa what the F*ck" he said out loud "Hello? who said that?" she said whirling around in surprise "GAAAAAHHH WHAT THE F*CK!!" he screamed "AAAAAAAAA!! MONSTER" the unicorn screamed as she kicked him with her front hoofs right in the chest knocking him to the ground, luckily his SAPI plate (the bullet proof plate underneath his Kevlar vest) took the main blow but he still fell backwards onto the ground. He laid down on his back frightened but unharmed. "TALKING UNICORN!?!" he screamed. recovering from her initial shock she stood over him "Uhhh yes, duh, more importantly what are you?" He realized he was more of the stranger here not her so he quietly replied "ummm I'm a human..." "A human? that's a smart monkey right?" "not really, no but-" "also what is that thing your holding" she gestured with a hoof at the rifle now laying on the ground by his hand "It's a gun..." he replied unintelligently "Whats a gun?" "Its a thing I use to fight with, I'm a soldier" "Who do you fight for?" "Well I don't really fight for them now because I was just sucked through this portal thing some jackass in Ira-" She looked at him with a face of complete puzzlement as she replied "uuummm okaaaayyy" She offered him a hoof to help him up which he gladly took and began walking, following her lead "we should take you to town, maybe we can figure out more about you" "Well I can just tell y-" She ignored what he was saying, talking softly to herself. He heard something about a "princess" and "changeling" he was wondering what the heck she was talking about when suddenly he remembered... "WAIT HOLD IT" "what?" the purple mare replies "I need help moving my stuff." "ok, where is it?" "well there"s a lot of things so maybe you could go get your friends or somethi-" "I'll just get some towns-ponies to go get, I'm sure they"ll be happy to help" ...towns ponies... the word struck him as odd but he decided to forget it. After all, he was talking to a purple cartoon unicorn. Him and the unicorn walked in silence for a while and it started to get awkward. "Uhh so what's you name?" he asked hoping to break the ice. "Twilight Sparkle" she replied "and you?" "Uhhh.... Victor" "Well nice to meet you Victor, I hope we can be the best of friends" "hmmm.... well this unicorn thing seems friendly" he thought to himself contemplating where he was going and what may await him.