star wars fans know how the clone Gregor fought to his end helping Col. Meeber Gascone... or did he? Read as Gregor goes through multiple challenges from all sorts of enemies throughout equestria as he tries to get home.
It was that on the same day Col. Meeber Gascone escaped back to the republic, that Gregor fought to his end surrounded by droids in a blaze of glory, his end being a big bang. Instead of dying as the show portrayed, the special explosions created a portal that sucked him into Equestria, where he will start a new life, with new superiors, and new villains. How will his end turn out? Read to find out.
Gregor fired his blaster, taking out a few droids as he leapt upon the conveyor belt. He stayed for a moment, then tuck and rolled off while hitting a canister of spice, causing it to explode, destroying the nearby clankers. As Gregor made his way through the droids, cutting them down with his blaster quite proficiantly, the astromechs and the pit droid all loaded onto the ship, with the exception of the droid carrying Col. Meeber Gascone, which tipped over. Gregor rushed over while making sure to take out the surrounding droids as he ran to, and picked up the droid. The Col. shouted, "I'm going to die! Save yourself!" Gregor, however, did not beleive this. He knew the Col. would make it... at a cost.
"No you won't Col. you'll make it. I'll cover you!" With that, he shut the lid on the final astromech and gave it a push head start as it sped towards the ship. Gregor crouched behind boxes as the droids began to close in. He took them down, one by one. Receiveng a minor jolt in his back, he turned to the right to find more rapidly approaching enemies. He then aimed, and shot a few droids, none of which having a chance to hit him.Hitting another spice canister, he destroyed the remnants of the flanking enemies. Gregor then turned back to the other nearby droids as the shuttle powered up. The pit droid piloting the vessel linked to Gregor's com system.
"Gregor, the Colonel is right. We can sweep around and pick you up!" He said, knowing there was a glimpse of hope at saving the captain.
Gregor put two fingers to the side of his helmet as he continued basting with one hand, taking out multiple droids in the process. "No! You have to go without me! You made me remember who I am. I promise I'll make my way back to the Republic. Just go, sir." He was cut off as he found himself surrounded by droids. He started firing, destroying seemingly an endless amount of droids as he kept dodging, shooting, and turning. He then spotted more spice canisters in a large group. This is my only chance, and my last resort. At least I'll get to go out with a bang. FOR THE REPUBLIC!!! Gregor thought, as he made multiple shots at a canister. It then exploded, setting off a chain reaction making all the canisters, along with most of the droids, explode. He then shielded his visor, ass the heat and magnitude of the explosions were too much. He felt multiple pieces of the durasteel covering slam into his chest and head. The next thing he New, everything was black. ___________________________
Dead. That was the first thing to come to Gregor's mind, as he found himself in a room with white walls and white double doors. He further explored the room with his eyes, and soon realized his armor was gone, as well as his helmet and blaster. There were multiple empty beds, with odd bags on tall hooked poles along with a beeping monitor. I can't be dead, I'm alive, breathing, and thinking. Maybe I'm unconscious. He then looked at his bandaged abdomen and poked the bandages. It hurt. Definately not unconscious. he thought as he scanned the room again with his eyes, this time spotting a small horse no taller than four feet with a nurse cap on, smiling up at him. There was a badge on her uniform that was written in Basic. It read, 'Nurse Redheart'. Then the little horse did the unexpected. "Are you thirsty, uh, sir?" She asked. Gregor's mouth dropped as she spoke in not only Basic, but a sweet, calming tone that could even soothe a frightened womp rat. "Oh rats, I'm sorry. Was it something I said?" She asked, genuine concern in her tone.
"Y-you talked." He said, which earned him a small giggle in return from the nice nurse. "I take it that's something...normal... around here?" He asked, earning a quick nod. "Could you tell me what system I'm in? Or sector?" He asked. This was no planet ever marked on Repubic maps of the galaxy. Either this was a new planet, or the Repubic or Seperatists hid it from them all along.
"Sector?" She asked quizzically. "Well right now you're in the country known as Equestria. But I'm not sure of any 'sectors' around here." She said, giving Gregor mild disbelief while using her hooves to do what looked like air-quotes.
"Is this some kind of sick joke?" He asked, getting mildly mad that she didn't give him a straight answer. "Because last I remember I was on the planted known as Abafar, and I was helping Colonel Meebur Gascon and D-squad escape." The nurse seemed completely oblivious to that and instead went way out of speech order.
"Sir, what is your name?" She asked, brushing off the whole Abafar statement.
"If you must know, I am CC-6676-39 or Captain Gregor of Republic commandos. What am I doing here?" The mare now satisfied with the answer he gave her, put down her pencil and answered his question.
"Rainbow Dash, the element of Loyalty found you unconscious in a field on a hilltop, then enlisted the help of her friends to get you here. We then did surgery to fix most of the wound on your head and chest, but they may still be a bit tender at the moment. Now could you answer my first question Captain Gregor? Are you thirsty?" He only nodded, causing her to leave the room. Which allowed him a glance at the paper, which was also written in Basic. It read, 'Age: mid 30's. Name: Captain Gregor. Height: 6' 2". Gender: Male. Great. So I'm in a world filled with horses that speak Basic and have jobs, and they have no respect for personal space or privacy. I've got a nagging suspicion that I won't be returning to the republic anytime soon... It was then that Nurse Redheart walked in, another smile on her face. She set the cup down next to him, then gave him an oddly shaped bell.
"If there's anything you need, just ring this, okay Mr. Gregor?" He again nodded He took the bell, as well as a sip of water, and wondered out what had just transpired in the matter of a few minutes. End of Chapter One.
Gregor was bored. He had sat in the room for hours on end, doing nothing but sipping his now empty drink. He did, however, at one point wonder how he got here. After many times of guessing, all of which made no sense, he gave up. Thus resorting him to stare at the ceiling. He couldn't sleep because of his injuries, forcing him to tense his muscles any time he got a touch of pain. Right now, he actually wished he had died.
"He's just in here." Nurse Redheart said from behind the door. Who would be here to see me? Gregor thought, as the door slowly opened, revealing two very tall horses with long names, wings and a horn for each. One was white, the other was blue. They both approached him in the manner of wary rulers, not knowing what to do with the creature before them. "Greetings, human." The blue one said. "We are Princess Luna, co-ruler of Equestria." It figures "and this is mine sister Celestia, co-ruler of Equestria. We control the moon, she controlls the sun."
"Control the sun? I don't beleive it. Or the moon. Where I was last before I came here, the sun and moon 'rose and set' because the planet was spinning." Gregor said, thinking he possibly misheard.
"I will give you a demonstration..." Celestia began, not knowing his name.
"It's CC-5576-39, but you can call me Gregor, or Captain Gregor." Gregor said, with disbelief strung into each of his words.
"Alright then, Captain Gregor, it is about time I lower the sun anyways." With that, Celestia opened the window across from Gregor, giving him a clear view of the sky, and the sun. Gregor momentarily shielded his eyes from the sudden exposure. He then rolled his eyes as Celestia lit up her horn and set the sun. He was awe-struck. He then saw Luna light up her horn, and the moon rose. Seeing this left his mouth agape and his right eye twitching. Both princesses noticed this, which earned him a giggle from both sisters. "Well, do you beleive us now, Captain?" Celestia asked, taunting him to deny what he saw.
Gregor gulped, then said in a worried tone, "As long as you don't hurt me, I'll beleive whatever you say! I also have a question." He truly didn't want to get on the bad side of either princess, in fear of what they might do to him.
"Fire away, Captain." Luna said.
"Why isn't anyone afraid of me?" Gregor Questioned.
"We have a friend named Anonymous. He is at the dining hall as we speak. He forgot to have supper today. He is also a human, like you." Luna finished with a smile.
"Well, we must get going now, Captain. But there is a few more ponies you should meet..." with that, as if on cue, six ponies walked in, the steady clip-clop of their hooves on the floor getting louder. The two princesses left in a flash of magic, leaving Gregor with the six smaller horses. When they approached, he noticed they were being led by another winged unicorn. It was the first one to stick out a hoof. It was purple and had an odd star tattoo on its butt.
"It's nice to meet you," She quickly glanced at the clipboard at the end of his bed. "Captain Gregor. My name is Twilight Sparkle." He lightly grabbed her hoof and shook it, then nodded. Next was an enthusiastic-looking pink horse.
"Hiya! My name's Pinkie Pie! I've never seen you before, are you new?" He nodded warily, unsure of what this spastic pony might do. "Ohmygosh! If you're new, we need to throw you a party!" The first one leaned over and whispered something about 'later' and 'injury'.
He was then faced with a white unicorn with a well-styled mane and tail. "Hello there darling! It's a pleasure to meet you." She then stuck out her hoof. Judging by the was she talked, he presumed she was some noble. So naturally, he brought it up and pecked it, earning himself a light blush and a giggle. Gregor just shrugged it off. Next was a orange pony with blonde hair.
"Hai there sugarcube. Mah name's Applejack." She sounded like a farmer to Gregor. Once again, he shook her hoof and nodded. She then backed up, allowing a timid yellow pegagsus with a pink mane to walk forward.
"Um... hi..." She stuttered. Gregor could see she's he was scared, so he went to calm her. He, for some unknown reason, rubbed her ear between his thumb and index finger, causing her to lean into the petting involuntarily.
"What better way to confirm I won't hurt you?" He asked. Finally came a blue horse with wings walking, or rather, trotting, like she owned the world.
"My name is Rainbow Dash. Fastest flyer in all of Equestria, soon to become a wonderbolt." Well she's modest.
Gregor said while shaking her hoof, "Weren't you the one who found me? I'm quite grateful you brought me here." She then squeed in excitement at both earning praise, and hearing Gregor talk to her the most. After the squee, Gregor was sure he had made a mistake by inflating her already too large ego. Rainbow Dash then calmed herself down enough to Deepak again.
"Yeah. You seemed scarier though with those weird clothes on. So I got everypony here to help me get you to the hospital, where they took your first layer of clothes off. It was strange seeing you had two sets of clothes though. You were also muttering something about 'droid's." Rainbow Dash suddenly began ranting. Before she could go any further, Twilight put a hoof in her mouth.
"That wasn't clothing they took off of me at first. That was armor. I was using it when I helped the Colonel and the D-Squad off Abafar." Gregor said. Twilight became excited, as she was determined to start furiously questioning him to no end, determined on learning who the Colonel was, what the D-Squad was, and where Abafar was She produced a pen, a ink bottle, and a scroll out of thin air. Lucky for him, Nurse Redheart came in and ushsured them out, to the sadness of Twilight, saying that visiting hours were over. Gregor mouthed 'thank you' to Redheart, who just nodded and gave him a smile. Those horses sure are interesting to say the least. Gregor thought. I wonder when my wounds will heal. Then I'll be able to try and escape this 'Equestria' I'm on. With nothing left to think about, Gregor found himself finally sleepy. No matter how hard he tried, he'd emit a yawn every ten to fifteen seconds. He then fell asleep, dreaming what Equestria would be like. ________________________ In Princess Luna's private quarters... "Dang it! Not even the alien will stay awake through the night! Sometimes we hate staying up late and controlling the moon instead of the sun." With that, Luna harumphed and blew off some steam by playing CoD Black Ops II.
---Takes Place Four Weeks After Meeting the Diarchs of Equestria---
Gregor was on his way to Twilight's. Twenty credits on what she needs me for. Gregor was fairly certain that Twilight just wanted to ask him some more questions. On his way however, three small 'fillies' (as he had learned they were called) ran right into him, causing them to fall over. When they looked up to see who they ran into, they yelped in surprise and huddled into three little balls, the Orange one saying, "Please don't eat me! I-I'm not tasty!" Gregor rolled his eyes. It hadn't been THAT long since he last shaved, had it?
"Relax, I'm not going to eat any of you. I'm just on my way to Twilight's." He said, a hint of annoyance laced into his words.
"Yer a friend of Twahlaht?" The one with a ribbon in her hair asked. Great. Gregor mentally groaned. Another tomboy.
"Yes, and she'll be pretty ticked if I'm late." He said. Three grins appeared at the same time. Uh oh. This can't be good
CUTIE MARK CRUSADERS, PUNCTUALITY HELPERS!! the three shouted in unison, nearly bursting Gregor's eardrums.
Gregor face-palmed. "I'm not even going to fragging ask." He said as he kept walking, two of the fillies trying to push on his armoured legs to make him go faster, the third trying to use magic to force him forwards. As soon as they reached the library, they all looked expectantly at their flanks.
"Uh, if I may, why are you three looking and your hind-quarters?" The three flushed at that remark.
"We were seeing if we got our Cutie Marks!" The unicorn said. "But we didn't." She added, putting on a pouty face.
"Ah. Cheer up kiddo." Gregor said, scratching the underside of her chin. "You'll get this 'Cute Mirk' one day." He then patted her head and went into the library, leaving the three to sit there, pondering what they were going to do next. Probably some hair-raising stunt that wouldn't teach them a lesson because they never learn. He thought to himself.
"That was dumb." Scootaloo said.
"Lets never do that again." Sweetie said. They all nodded in unison. As he stood stock still, Gregor tapped an ink bottle to get Twilight's attention, as the larger of the two tomboys he had met had explained. Applejerk? Something like that?
"Oh Gregor! I'm sorry, I actually don't need you today. My mistake. I thought I might give you a day off after some consideration after calling for you. I would have sent you a letter, but it would have been a waste of parchment. Hehe..." She chuckled a bit nervously, but Gregor nodded knowingly.
"I suppose I'll be seeing you around then, Twilight." He said as he exited the door waving to Spike, who was eagerly waving back. Whoops. I owe myself twenty credits. Wondering what he would do to pass the time, Gregor hummed as he thought. He then decided to take a walk in the woods, finding it a nice enough day. On his way, he stopped and patted the heads of the pouty fillies, who were still sitting on their posteriors trying to come up with a good plan. He said goodbye and kept on walking, thinking about what else to do this fine summer day. As he made his way to the path, he heard a soft whimpering noise coming from a bush. He cautiously approached the bush ready to drag his blaster, the looked in. Whereupon inspection he saw a small, wooden, wolf-like creature. It growled at him, trying to be menacing at the ominous figure.
"Easy there fella. I'm not gonna hurt ya." Gregor said, putting his hand out to let the baby wolf sniff. The wolf then playfully bit, and tackled his hand, chewing it with dull, painless wooden teeth. He then picked it up and rubbed its stomachs while it sprawled out on its back, enjoying the attention. Almost like a real Akk dog. Minus the odd scales, and slobbering. He tossed a Stick, which it chased after and ate, much to Gregor's surprise. The wolf then cam back and ran in circles around the clone's feet, causing Gregor to grin. He then picked the wolf up again, which eagerly licked his face. Gregor then caught a whiff of its breath. "Ack! Boy do you need a breathmint!" He then decided to set down the little pup and shoo it away. He was befuddled as he held out the wolf pup, who seemed content on staying in Gregor's arms. He then set down the little pup as he shooed it away, walking towards the entrance of the forest. To his dismay, the wolf pup came back, a Stick in its mouth. He threw it and kept walking. As soon as he reached the entrance, he was confronted by a pup with puppy dog eyes. Gregor couldn't resist. He bent over and pet the pup. "Alright. But if you're going to stay with me, you'll need a breathmint, and a name. Gregor looked at the pup thoughtfully. It began to gnaw and eat the stick Gregor threw. He then decided it wise to go to Fluttershy's. Little did he know, quite the amount of creatures were watching him as he left...
Gregor knocked on Fluttershy's door, and was greeted by a Pegasus with a mouse in her hair. "Oh, hi Gregor. What brings you here?" Fluttershy asked in her always-polite voice.
"I found this pup abandoned in the forest, and was wondering if you could tell me what gender it is, and what it is." He said, gesturing to the pup now asleep in Gregor's arms.
"Aww! He's so adorable." Fluttershy commented. It appears you have found a timberwolf that was orphaned at birth. He thinks you're his mother." She said, rubbing the little wolf's stomach.
"I'm not going to question how you got all that from a few grumbles while he was asleep, (Then again this place is jam packed with fraggin' rainbow horses.) but thanks a ton, Fluttershy. He quickly gave Fluttershy a hoof-shake of gratitude.
He then picked up his new companion and set out for his house on the edge of town, trying to recall anywhere the breath mints were, and what to name him. He opened the door and headed to the pantry. Finally, an idea came to him as he popped a mint into the now sleepy wolf's mouth, being careful not to make it choke. "Hmm, I think I'll call you..."
