• Published 23rd Jun 2019
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A Forgotten Trooper - SonicTeam34

A lone Clone Trooper wakes up in the rubble of a Gunship with his brothers dead around him. The Trooper soon realizes that the Gunship has crashed on an unmarked planet in the galaxy, which is full of ponies, unaware of the war just beyond there sky.

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Chapter 30: War Always Leaves A Cost

"Can't you at least check?" Strider asked the mare who was on the other side of the counter.

"Sure, just give me a second." The mare said, trotting behind the stand.

Strider grabbed the box full of bits from his utility belt and got ready to pay. Surely at least one of these hardware stands would have the correct set of screws. He didn't want to think he had wasted his time coming to town instead of working around the screw lose area of the right wing.

The town seemed to of gotten used to him being around since none seemed to be scared of him. He was still given a few weird glances, especially from a mint green unicorn. He's still a bit jumpy when opening a crate ever since he had found that unicorn waiting inside one.

After a few minutes of waiting, the mare finally returned to the counter. However, Strider quickly noticed that the mare had come back empty hooved.

"Sorry sir, but I couldn't find any screws." The mare said apologetically.

Strider resisted the urge to groan in annoyance, instead just saying "Thanks for checking." and walking away.

That had been the sixth stand he had went to and none of them had the right screws. If this continues then he might have to use something else to keep the wing together.

Strider walked away from the stand and back towards Fluttershy's cottage. On his way there, he looked around at his surroundings.

A few pegasi were flying around, pushing clouds into clumps or kicking them out of existence. Other ponies were chatting with each other, some eating snacks on a checkered tarp. The whole place seemed so peaceful, so calm, so quiet.

Strider shook those thoughts out of his mind again, he had things to do. He quickened his pace back towards the cottage and went over to the Gunship right next to it.

However, he noticed a certain purple unicorn who was knocking on the shut doors of the transportation bay, as well as a purple dragon who was sitting next to the unicorn with an empty scroll.

Strider walked over to Twilight Sparkle who didn't seem to notice him until he cleared his throat.

"You need something?" Strider asked.

"No, I was just curious about your situation, not to mention that I haven't seen your species in any books that I have read. And I have read lots of books in my spare time." Twilight exclaimed.

"She has been up a whole night now trying to figure out more about you and your stuff." Spike claimed, earning him a glare from Twilight.

"Anyways, I was just wondering if you could answer a few questions for me quickly." Twilight said.

"Depends on the questions, but ok." Strider stated.

Twilight's eyes widened with joy as she looked over at Spike.

"Spike! Get ready to take notes!" She declared.

Spike unrolled a very long and blank scroll and held up a quill, ready to write. Something deep in Strider's mind told him that he was gonna be here a while.

Spike stopped scribbling on the scroll, giving his aching claw a break. Strider was also letting something rest, his voice. Seriously could ponies talk that much without having to take a breath?

That moment of relaxation was quickly cut short when Twilight asked yet another question. Strider was expecting another question about the Republic, but instead was a question that caught him off guard.

"What's it like to be a soldier in a war on a galactic scale?" Twilight asked. "I've read my fair share of books about olden Equis and the wars that took place, but i'm curious as to if they are any different if the war is beyond a single planet."

Strider looked at Twilight, his expression masked by his helmet.

"If you want me to answer that question, then follow me." Strider instructed as he opened a transportation bay door.

Twilight hopped inside but before Spike could follow, Strider held up his hand.

"Not you Spike, you can rest your claw." Strider said, shutting the door before he could answer.

"Hey! Why can't Spike enter? He isn't dangerous." Twilight claimed.

"That's not why I didn't let him in. You don't have to worry about taking notes on this, you'll remember." Strider stated.

After a few moments of silence, Strider answered the question.

"Terrifying." Strider said blankly.

"What do you mean?" Twilight questioned, breaking the silence for a few seconds. Her tone had changed from excitement and fascination about the new knowledge she was learning, to worry and confusion.

"Imagine landing on a planet you know almost nothing about with your team beside you. Your ship lands and you exit right as a round of plasma bolts are launched towards you from the battlefield. You have no idea about what any of the wildlife could do but you have to take cover behind it to avoid being killed." Strider's words were filled with no emotion, his slightly annoyed tone in answering so many questions gone.

"All you can do is fire towards the enemy, hearing the screams of the ones you care about all around you, but you have to ignore them and keep fighting." Strider said, looking directly at Twilight.

"Imagine having to do that every day of your life until the fight is over." Strider finished.

After those words were said, Strider opened the doors again, allowing the two to exit back outside. Twilight trotted over to Spike and whispered something into his ear, before turning to face Strider.

"Strider, thanks for the information. I'm sorry to know what you had to deal with your entire life. If you ever need something from the Library than please ask." Twilight said.

Strider didn't say anything, instead just walking over to a tool box and picking it up. He watched as Twilight and Spike began trotting/walking back towards Ponyville in silence.

Why did Strider even tell Twilight about the war? She along with the inhabitants of Ponyville likely don't think about how rough war is.

Strider went back to work on the right wing, not saying a word as his mind began to pry up memories that were better left forgotten.

Author's Note:

Alright, this will be the last chapter before I take off for BronyCon.

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