The last thing you remember was being blown out a hole in the side of a crashing star cruiser, catching fire in the upper atmosphere and falling to your death upon an alien world below, yet there you are, whole and mostly unscathed and without a clue how you got there. But just because you survived the crash, it doesn't mean you're anywhere near out of the woods yet. With nothing but your power armor, rifle and wits to guide you, can you survive the depths of the swamps and forests of Everfree? And even if so, what about beyond?

[Second Person POV] [Sci-Fi]

Equestria wasn't always the peaceful place that most of today's ponies know. In fact, the peaceful times of today are but a footnote, a moment's respite, in nearly thirteen millennia of constant conflict and hardship. A mere two centuries, the barest of generations, but still enough for many to forget what the world was once like, a world of war and famine and plague, where monsters and villains and devils roamed.

During those times of strife, there existed an ancient order of protectors who stood against the darkness, taking up blade and bow for the sake of all. But that was then, and this is now, so what good are relics from an age long forgotten fighting a battle that nopony cares about any more?

A story about history, and how it tends to repeat itself, no matter how hard we try to stop it.

AU with a touch of Witcher thrown in, you know, just cause. Ratings, Categories, and Characters can and probably will change as the story develops. Fair warning.