Hello everyone, welcome to chapter 2! I hope you will enjoy this as much as I do!
Edit: I made some minor changes to the dialogs (added some), corrections, spelling, and grammar.
Ch2: New World! New Friends? Part 1
(Dream)
Gunfire and explosions. Men screaming, yelling, and crying. Death all around me. Mud and blood everywhere. Buildings in ruins. Women and children running and screaming from the dangers ahead. Wave after wave of soldiers charging into the enemy lines, but they were cut down just like the rest. I look down and see my bare hands covered in blood. Then I hear and see a little girl screaming, I ran for her. No matter how hard I tried, I could never reach her. Before I could get to her, everything turns black as night. "Dinok, Kein, Kendov, Zoor!" Everything goes into silent.
(Dream End)
I gasped for air and my eyes shot open. I breathed heavily from the nightmares. I have had nightmares since the wars and the horrors I have faced. I found myself leaning against a rock. I stood up to see a lush forest. Where the hell I am? I look at my radar on my bottom right of my helmet, but it was glitching out unable to tell what is what. Damn. It must have taken damage from the impact or got shot up from the last battle. I looked around my surroundings to see any signs of danger, but found none.
I wore an army-green with navy blue stripes titanium combat armor gear and equipped with a sword having a shape and designs of a night's Templar, forest Camo M4 assault rifle with a scope and a strap, 9mm pistol, flare gun, ammo, grenades, and smoke grenades.
Throughout the armor has dents and claw marks from the wars. A three-digit number 013 on the top right of the chest piece and on his left arm. Under it is a symbol, a state of Alaska with a colorful light blue with a white sword and a black rifle crossing each other on top of it. While on the other side of the arm, it has a USA flag and under is an Alaska state flag. On his back says, "The Bloody First." As for his helmet has a crack blue tint ultraviolet visor.
I remove my helmet to see the sky with my own very eyes. My haircut style has changed to undercut military style and the color turned into white with a hint gray. I look like in my early to mid-20s still. I find myself staring at the sun, but notice that it seem off like it was alive or something that I could not point my finger at. "Strange. Never seen a sun like this before." I mumbled to myself, but I shrug it off.
I continued to look around until I notice a small opening. I walk towards it, only to be welcomed by a scenery which it just took my breath away. Wow. I stood there in awe. Beyond the cliff, I see a lush green forest, mountains popping out high above the forest. A small field in the middle of a river going right through it, heading to a small town to my right in the distance. Colorful flowers blooming. Birds flying and chirping in the air. Couldn't help, but smile. A gust of wind came causing my hair to tousle. I took a deep breath, enjoying the fresh air.
I sat down, putting my equipment down, leaning against a small boulder to my right. I was about to sit down until I notice something falling out of my pockets. Realizing this, I sat down and pick it up to see a necklace cross with a blood stain on it. My smile turns into a frown. Blood. Death. War.
(Flashback)
(Joseph)
"You going to make it, James. J-just hold on."
(James)
"I'm not... (Cough) I'm not going to m-make it (cough)."
(Joseph)
"No. Don't die on me, now James Not now, not now."
(James)
"Take this." (Hands a necklace cross to Joseph)
(Joseph)
"I-I can't take this, you keep-."
(James)
"Take it!" (Grabs Joseph hands, putting the cross on it and keeping his hands shut tight) "Y-you're going to need it more than I do."
(Joseph)
"J-James..." (tears)
(James)
"I-I hope you (cough) find your family. I really do, I really do. (Cough) Promise me that you will keep fighting for what you believe and w-what is right. But just don't lose h-hope."
(Joseph)
"I-I promise." (crying)
(James)
"Good" (smiles, then he dies)
(Joseph)
"AHHHHHHHH!" (Screams at the sky)
(Flashback End)
"AHHHHHHHH!"
I snap out of it, coming back to the real world. Did just heard a scream? No. Just hearing things. I shrug it off.
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"
I heard it again. It sounded like a kid and this time it was coming from behind me. I quickly put the helmet back on, got up, armed myself with my rifle, and ran fast as I can towards the source. Going through thick vines, leaves, and bushes. My heart was pumping hard, but I was barely breaking a sweat. Don't worry, I'm coming.
"AHHHHHHH!"
The screams were getting louder and louder until I was close enough to hear a creature growling, it sounded like a wolf. Wolves, it shouldn't be too hard now.
After going through the bushes ahead of me. What I saw blew my mind. In front of me are three girls that looked like a horse, an anthropology horse, but with their own different characteristics. They all have similar characteristics, one thing I notice right away that their eyes were bigger than an average human, mouths were similar to a muzzle like they were from some kind of a cartoon show, and they have tails. Their ears are similar to a horse's ear. They looked like they are in either early teens or middle teen. Anthro horses, not something you see every day.
On the left, her eyes color is darkish orange, her main color is purple-reddish with a pink bow, and her coat is very light yellow. She wore blue jean pants, light green button up shirt, and tan mud boots.
In the middle she appears to have a horn like a unicorn, her eye color is pale, light grayish harlequin, her mane is darkish purple with dark pink streaks, and her coat color is light gray. She wore a yellow skirt up to her knees, purple with white stripe tennis shoes, pink sock that was showing a bit, a white and light purple stripe T-shirt and over it is a purple vest.
On the right, she appears to have wings like a Pegasus, her eye color is dark purple, her mane color purple, and her coat color is dark orange. She wore army green short jeans, black leather jacket, grayish-tan T-shirt, and black boots.
(3rd person view)
The filles were on the ground against the boulder; holding to each other for dear life, crying. They had some bruise and scratch marks on them. In front of them is three wooden wolves-like creatures or timberwolves, eager to kill their prey. The one in the middle has a mark which symbolizing as the leader of the pack. The girls looked at each other one last time before they could say or do anything, something appears in front of them. Aiming his rifle at them blocking their path.
"Why don't you pick on somebody for your own size!" Joseph spoke with anger, this brings hope to the filles. They see him in a battle stance, waiting for the Timberwolves to strike. The Timberwolf the right side came at him and took a hold onto his rifle. In response, he pulled the trigger. As the rifle went off, syrup blood and pieces of wood spread everywhere. It whined in pain, but refuse to let go.
"Let go, you son of a BITCH," Joseph yells and tugs his weapon hard, but it would not budge. The one on the left side came around to attack while the leader went around to get the filles. He noticed this, he had to act and fast.
"Fine! If you want it! Then you can have IT!" Joseph shoves his weapon forward, letting the foul creature having it. The left Timberwolf charge at him and attempt to bite him. Before it could, Joseph pulls out his sword stabs the Timberwolf through its stomach and cutting its spine. It cries in pain. The leader of the Timberwolves was getting closer and closer to the filles, the girls were getting scared by the second. In one sweep, Joseph throws the Timberwolf off his sword onto the leader. Causing one of them to crash into pieces.
Meanwhile, the Timberwolf which it had the weapon, spits it out and charges at him. Joseph steps asides, allowing the timberwolf to pass him. In a heartbeat, he swung his sword again, cutting it in half, allowing it to fall into pieces. Joseph looks to his sides and sees the leader getting back up. Joseph stood there in a battle stance, waiting it to strike. It charges at him jumping on top of him, which forcing him down on the ground, but he uses the momentum to send it flying over him, hitting the tree. Instead of shattering into pieces of wood, it got back up.
Joseph went into battle stance one last time, waiting for an opportunity to strike. The leader made the first move by charging at him. While Joseph stood there turning his battle stance into a defensive stance, bringing his sword up. The creature takes a leap at him and Joseph swung his sword at it, cutting its head in half allowing it to fall into pieces.
(1st person view - Joseph)
I stood there in victory, but my attention was turned to the filles. Only to see them smile. "Thank you, mister, for savin' our lives," said the pony. She spoke with a southern accent.
The pegasus said, "Yeah, thank you for saving our lives."
"You're welcome." I smiled. "But are you kids alright?" I asked with a concerned voice. They all nodded except the unicorn.
She continued to look at the same direction where the wooden wolves were killed at then she points in the same direction and says "t-there.." I turn where she was pointing at and saw the pieces of wood coming back together.
"You GOT to be kidding me." To my left, I see my rifle so I went for it and grab it, pointed at the creatures and said, "which way to the nearest town." I turn to them, they didn't answer. "Which way to the nearest town!" I yell at them, which it got their attention.
The pony said, "That way." She points to her right.
"Then let's move." Before I followed, I looked behind me to see them almost back together. I pulled out a grenade, pulled the pin, and toss it. "Fire in the hole!" I shouted and I followed the kids.
BOOM!
I see them stop at the sound of the explosion as I came right behind them. "Don't stop. Keep moving." I said to them which they continued to run. We ran for about ten minutes until I saw the unicorn fall.
"AHHHHHH!" She screams and lands her head hard on the surface.
The pegasus and pony said, "Sweetie Belle!"
"Are you alright," said the pegasus. Hearing a crack in her voice.
I went up to her, kneel, and ask, "You alright?" I shook her, but there was no response, I check her pulse. She's alive. But then I see blood, trickling downside of her left face. Shit.
The pony said, "Is she…."
I looked at them, seeing tears in their eyes. "She's alive, but unconscious and needs medical attention." I see them still in a state of shock. Then I spoke calmly with insurance to them. "Hey." They look at me. "She's going to live, but in order to do that I'm going to need you girls to keep calm and have a clear head. Ok." They nodded. "Good." I ripped a striped of the unicorn bottom shirt and use it to wrap her head to stop the bleeding. Then I picked her up, bringing her close to my chest.
Hooooowwwwl.
They're close by. I looked at the girls. "We need to move, now." They nodded and we continued to run. But I heard a faint growl behind me and saw three wooden wolves coming for us. Don't they ever quit?
"Look, there it is," said the pony.
"We are almost to Ponyville," said the pegasus.
I looked where she was talking about and I saw it as well. In front of us, in the distance, there is a small opening showing a town. As we were about to be home free, another pack of wooden wolves, three, came out of nowhere blocking our path. "More Timberwolves," said the pony. Timberwolves!? So that's what they are called. I can see why. As we turned around to go another way, but we were blocked again by the other pack of wood that was chasing us.
(3rd person view)
They were cornered in a tree. Six to four. Joseph looked around to find an exit, but there was none except up. Joseph looked and ask the pegasus, "You, what's your name."
"Scootaloo."
"Scootaloo, can you fly?"
Her head bows a little. "N-no…"
"Well, shit" Joseph looks around for any options and looks behind him, sees his only option for the filles to live. "On three, I want both of you to climb up that tree behind us and I'm going to hand Sweetie Belle to you gals, but I want you to get high as you can. Ok."
They were unsure. The pony said, "are yo-"
"There is not the time to explain, just do it!" I shouted at them.
"Ok," they said in unison.
I stare into the leader's eyes, knowing that it wants blood. The Timberwolves gets closer, Joseph pulls out a smoke grenade and says "One."
Pulls the pin. "Two."
Tosses it and yells, "Three!" It lands in front of the pack.
Poof
A puff of smoke expands blinding the Timberwolves. As this was happening, Joseph helps the filles climbed up the tree, once they were out of harm's way. Joseph hands Sweetie Belle to them. Both of them got a hold of her arms. The pony said, "Come on Scootaloo, pull!"
"I'm trying, Applebloom," said Scootaloo. The filles pulled their friend out of harm's way.
The smoke dies down and they see their savior surrounded. Joseph pulls out his sword and goes into a battle stance. One charge at him, he swung his sword cutting it with ease. Two came at him, but one got a hold of his sword while the other jump onto him, forcing him to the ground and letting go of the sword. The timberwolf on top of him are clawing and biting his helmet attempting to get to his head, but having no effect.
Meanwhile, as the filles continue to climb up, they successfully to reach fifteen feet. Until the other two Timberwolves were trying to climb. Having zero effect. The leader of two jumps up, using its claws to get a hold onto the tree bark and started to climb using the branches and barks. The filles took notice, this brought fear in their hearts and eyes. "Come on, we gotta climb fast," Applebloom said. As they tried to climb fast while carrying and pulling Sweetie Belle but proved futile. One of them got close enough to the point where it could kill Sweetie Belle. Before it could, Applebloom with anger kicks its jaw, "YOU (kick) STAY (kick) AWAY (kick) FROM (kick) SWEETIE (kick) BELLE!" With a final kick, sending it down landing on the other. Causing them to shatter into pieces.
Scootaloo looks at Applebloom. "Applebloom... that was... WICKED," Scootaloo says with exhilaration and a huge smile. They give a high five to each other. Applebloom just chuckles and sighs heavily with a smile. Their smiles fell when suddenly they hear a growl. Both of them looked down and sees another timberwolf climbing again. They looked at each other with a grin on their faces.
Meanwhile, Joseph pulls out his pistol. He aims it at the timberwolf stomach and pulls the trigger causing a series of loud gun fire, using the entire magazine in the process.
The Timberwolf whined in pain, making it stop attacking. With this, he uses all of his strength to push it off of him making it roll into its paws. It stumbles a bit. It growls before coming at him again, but he kicks it again and again. "Why (kick) won't (kick) you (kick) stay (kick) fucking (kick) dead!" With one final kick, it breaks its jaws, making it run away from the fight in pain while leaving a syrup blood of trail.
In front of me is the leader, digging his paws into the ground getting ready to strike.
Click
Click
Click
The sound of no ammo. The leader takes note of this and charge.
(1st person view - Joseph)
You gotta be fucking kidding me! I attempted to reload my weapon. Time seems to slow down. The leader was at least less than a foot from me before it could strike, a timberwolf lands on it making them both shattering into pieces. "What the-"
"Hey!" Applebloom gets my attention so I look up to see the girls above me waving and smiling at me while they hold onto Sweetie Belle. "Need a' hove down there," Applebloom said to me. I smiled and wave slightly back.
I got back on my feet. "Alright girls lets get to Pony-" I heard a growl which I turn my attention to the source of the sound to see the leader getting back up with pieces of wood still on him. I pulled the trigger, but it took every shot I mad making no effect except making it even more angrier. You gotta be shitting me! Alright, guns won't work - plan b! I turned to my left, I see my sword lying there and I looked back at it. Seeing it dig its paws into the ground, eager to strike.
I ran to my sword as the leader went after me. I grabbed my sword and brought it up for defense, and brace myself for the impact. Before it could strike, I dodge it. Making it hit the boulder, but it still got back up. Instead of attacking, it retreated and the rest followed as well. Finally, it's over.
I remove my helmet and took a deep breath, let it out. I looked back up into the tree and see their faces in total shock like they seen a ghost. "Come down on girls, it's safe down here." For now. They nodded and started to climb down. Once they were close to the ground, I grabbed Sweetie Belle allows them to jump down. I sat her down to check her wound. The cloth was now dark red, but its holding for now. If it's not treated soon, she may get an infection.
Applebloom the spoke, "thank ya again for savin' our lives, mister."
I look at them and said with a smile, "No problem - it at least I could do." The only thing I can do.
I hear Sweetie Belle take a deep breath and open her eyes slightly. She looks around a bit. "Where are we?" asked the unicorn.
I smile. "We're safe, you're safe."
She looks up at me. She is shocked, but it quickly turns into a smile. "T-thank you..." This warms my heart. But it's not over yet until she gets home, safe and sound.
She attempts to stand, but falls. I catch her. "Whoa! Take it easy. You hit your head pretty hard." I said with concern. "I'm gonna carry you, okay."
She nods and says, "okay."
"Ready?"
"Ready."
"Alright then. One, two, three." I pick her up in a bridal style. I turn to the rest of the girls. By the looks in their eyes, I can tell they have lots of questions about me. Before they could say anything, I spoke. "Let's get out of here first and on the way to town, I'll answer your questions. Deal? "
"Deal," they said in unison.
I grabbed my helmet and put it back on. Then we walk out the forest to see a huge clearing showing a town in the distance. It looks like a long walk from here. As I head to the town, the girls instead head to an apple field. Before I could say anything, Applebloom looks at me and says "Come on, we're heading to my home, the Sweet Apple Acres. It's closer and will get some help a lot faster." I nodded and followed. I looked where we headed, in the apple tree fields, I see a red house roof poking above the apple field.
I look at Sweetie Belle and said, "I want you to rest a bit okay." She nods and rests her head, but kept her eyes open.
While we walked, everything was silent between us. The girls went to my sides with Applebloom on my right while Scootaloo is on my left. They wanted to ask me questions, but I could tell that they are a little scared to do so. "If you girls-"
"Filles," said Applebloom.
I turn to them with confusion. "What?"
"We are not so-called girls mister, we are what you call filles." Filles!? Should have known that. That means there are colts, mares, and stallions.
"If you gir- filles have any question, then ask away," I said with a smile.
"What's yer name, mister?" Applebloom asks me first.
"Josep, Joseph Orlov," I said with a Russian accent. I usually pronounce my name with a Russian accent.
"Ah'm Applebloom."
"I'm Scootaloo."
"I'm Sweetie Belle."
I raise my eyebrow, but they couldn't tell due to the helmet. What kind of names are those? I heard their names back in the forest, but I thought it was their nicknames and not their actual names. "Huh. It's nice to meet you all, but you filles do have interesting names."
"Really?" Applebloom questioning me.
"Yeah. At least your names sound cool compared to others I have heard throughout my life."
Scootaloo then ask, "Like what?"
I chuckle "Well, for example, there was this person I once knew - his name was Butte."
"Butt?" The filles giggled at that.
"Yep, but with an 'e' on the end, though."
Applebloom asks me, "What kind of somepony would name they're kid that?"
I shrug. "It beats me - Sooo any other questions?" Soon as I ask this, I regret it instantly.
"Areyouasoldier?"
"Whyareyouwearingthatarmour?"
"Wheredidyoulearntofight?"
"Areyoufromhere?"
"Wheredidyoucomefrom."
"Areyouahairlessape?"
I could not understand what they were saying. It's like someone drug them with a bag of sugar. "Filles, filles. Please come down. One at the time, please and thank you," I said to them. They stop instantly. I just chuckle at this. For filles, they have a lot of questions." I looked at them then back forward. "Alright, let's take it from the top, but one at the time and slowly. Okay. They nod.
Sweetie Belle asked, "Are you a soldier?"
"Yes, I am."
Applebloom ask, "Why are you wearing that armor?"
"To protect me on the battlefield."
Scootaloo asked, "Where did you learn to fight?"
"I learn to fight form many people, the military, and the conflicts I have faced."
Applebloom ask, "Are ya from here?"
"No."
Sweetie Belle asks, "Where did you come from."
"I came from a place that's far far away." I always wanted to say that quote.
"Where?" She stares into my eyes. I did the same to her.
"I would rather not say." It's too painful to talk about plus I just met you filles.
"Why?"
"Just because."
"Why?"
Scootaloo ask me as well, getting my attention. "Yeah, why?" Applebloom looks at me, getting curious as well. Okay, now this has to stop.
"You want to know why." They nod. Well your not gonna get one. "It's none of your business." Their ears drop and look down.
Scootaloo ears went up at me with a grin and asked, "Are you a hairless ape?" Applebloom and Sweetie Belle snickers at that question.
I instantly answer. "Hell No! I am not a 'hairless Ape'. I am what you call 'human.'"
"Human!" They said in unison. With that, both of their jaws drop instantly. What never seen a human before?
Applebloom said, "I thought they were a myth!" She looks at companions in disbelief.
Scootaloo said, "Yeah, I thought they were only fairy tales."
"Ha-ha, well, I guess I'm the first human you filles have met." My kind, a myth - fairy tales. Never thought I would ever hear that... so I am the last of my kind in this world Well, that's new. I stop in my tracks and slightly looked down.
"Hey, you okay?" Sweetie Belle looks at me with concern. With I continued to walk.
I look at her and responded, "Yes, I'll be fine."
"Okay." She drops it and we continue our journey.
Sweetie Belle asks, "I couldn't help noticing but do you have an accent?"
"Why yes - it usually happens when I pronounced my full name."
Scootaloo ask, "So what kind of accent is it?"
"It's Russian."
Sweetie Belle asks, "What's 'Russian?'"
"It's a race."
She rolls her eyes a bit. "I figure that, but what is it?"
"Uh... I don't know how to answer that question - Sorry, but maybe another time when I have the answer."
"Okay."
Applebloom looks back at me and asks. "How long you will be here?"
"Not sure, I may stay or go somewhere."
Applebloom says to me, "Well, we hope you stay mister because it's not every day you meet a human that saves your life from the Timberwolves." Applebloom looks at me. "Do you have any friends?" I look down. No. Not ever since… the war.
"No…" I said with a hint of sadness. I could feel my heart in pain.
"Well, now you do." This shocks me to the core. They... Considered me as their friend. Fear takes over me. No. No. Not again. Not again.
I look at them and struggle to speak. "I appreciate it… but no."
Sweetie Belle asked, "Why not?"
Scootaloo said, "Yeah, why not?" Here we go again.
I look down, back up again, and said, "It's personal."
Applebloom said, "Well, my sister and her friends say that without the magic of friendship, life can be boring without one and you become lonely. They can even bring happiness to your life."
"That may be true... But still."
"Why," they said in unison. Ok, this ends now.
"You all wanna know?" They nod. "You all really wanna know." They nod again. "Well, guess what."
"What," they said in unison.
"Curiosity killed the cat." They take a hint and drop it. From then on, it was just silence between us again. By the time we reach the apple tree fields, we came across a dirt road leading to a significant "Sweet Apple Acres" from there in the distance a farmyard. I notice right away that this place reminded me of a similar style of a girls show with a mixture of a western style.
The files went up ahead and scream "APPLEJACK! BIG MAC!" This brought the attention of two Anthropology horses coming out of the house.
They both have no wings or horns, but has a weird symbol on their sleeves. The one on the left is a mare. Her eye color is light green, her mane color is bright blonde with a western style hat and red ponytail hair holder on the end including her tail, her coat color is orange, and three white freckles on her cheek. She wore an orange with thin red lines button up shirt shaped like a chess board and on its sleeves is three red apples, brown cowgirl mud boots, and jean short pants. She has a rope at her left side of her waist.
On the right is a stallion, but his muzzle is a bit longer than the mare's muzzle. His eye color has the same eye color has the female, his mane is brilliant orange, and his coat color is red. He wore the same shirt as the other, but has the opposite colors and a green apple with a slice missing showing the interior, dark brown pants, and brown cowboy mud boots.
"What in tarnation is-," said the orange mare with a southern accent.
"Quick, Sweetie Belle is injured," Applebloom said this as I came behind the filles. The two approaches to me as well.
I responded, "Do you have any medical supplies?"
She nods. "I reckon we do, mister. This way." They lead us into their house. I walk into their house to see their living room. Their living room has a western style to it. They got a nice place to live in. I heard the orange pony yell, "Granny Smith, git out hear. We have a problem."
An old mare comes out of the kitchen. Her eye color red, her mane is white, and her coat is light green. She wore a light green dress with a white apron and a pie symbol on her sleeves and wore a black cowgirl mud boots. "What in tarnation is goin' on here." She looks over and sees the situation. "Ah'll get the liquor" Granny Smith leaves the room. While the orange mare goes to the opposite direction to a rotary phone on the stand. I could not hear what she said, but I guess it's important. She must be calling their parents or a doctor or something.
I sat Sweetie Belle on the couch. I remove my helmet and sat it on the coffee table. Now let's see the damage is. I check her wound. It's a half of an inch in length while it's with is no more than a centimeter. I put some pressure on it. She winces. Granny Smith then comes out a green liquor and white cloth. She hands them to me and said, "here's the medicine liquor and a cloth." She took one good look at me and became shocked, but ignore it.
I respond, "Thank you, but do you have an ace bandage by any chance."
She nods and says, "Yes we do, give me a Sec." She leaves the room. I grab the medicine putting it on the cloth. With it, I started cleaning her wound and the blood, but given an immediate response.
"OW!" She yelps. Seeing a tear in her eye.
"Sorry," I said and continue the process. I clean it for about a minute until Granny Smith came back with an ace bandage.
She hands them to me and says, "Here ya go."
"Thank you," I respond. I use it to wrap around Sweetie Belle wound. "There, all better?"
She nods and hugs me. Cutting me off by surprise. I hug back and smile. She then says, "that's for fixing my head." She then gives me a kiss on my left cheek. I stood there in shock with wide open eyes. The filled giggle at that. She then says, "and that's for saving my life and my friends." I couldn't help, but smile. Well… that's new. God, I should stop saying that.
Then I realized that the red stallion is staring at me. By the look on his face, I can easily tell what he is thinking. What am I? Am I a threat? Is I gonna hurt his family and friends? He finally spoke, "What kind of somepony are you?"
The filles instantly answer that for me, "he's human." This cause his eyes shot wide open and his jaw while Granny Smith is not quite as a shock, but is surprised.
"Should have known," said Granny Smith.
"E-yup," said the red stallion. The filles couldn't help but giggle.
The orange mare approach us, not noticing me, and face the filles. "Sweetie Belle, your sister is on her way." She nods. Then she speaks to them with a stern voice, "Applebloom, Sweetie Belle, and Scootaloo. What in tarnation happen." Their heads and ears drop and frown on their faces. Silent still remain. "Well?" She raises the volume of her voice.
"We were trying to find our cutie marks," said Applebloom.
"So we went into the everfree forest," said Scootaloo."
"To see our cutie mark is an explorer," said Sweetie Belle.
"We went into the forest," said Applebloom.
"At first we were having fun," said Scootaloo.
"We quickly realized that it was a bad idea," said Applebloom.
Sweetie Belle adds to that statement, "A horrible idea."
"We decided to get out, but we got lost," said Applebloom.
"That's when we were attacked by the Timberwolves," Sweetie Belle said this as it causes all three of the ponies adults to raise eyebrows and concern appeared on their faces. My facial expression did not change.
"We tried to escape, but they were too fast so we got hurt," said Scootaloo.
Applebloom spoke, "we thought we were gonna die, but then Joseph came in and save our life." They continued to explain how I save them, getting them to safety, how Sweetie Belle got hurt, saving them again, and bringing them home.
The orange mare looks at me at first she was in shock, but it was quickly replaced with a smile including the other two, "Thank ya so much for saving my little sister and her friends." I see tears forming in her eyes. "How can we ever repay you?"
I smile back and shook my head. "There's no need of that. You or any of you don't own me anything. I was just doing what I do best. Saving lives." And taking lives as well…
"I reckon there's must be something?"
I shook. "Nope, there isn't as I know miss-"
"Applejack" We shook hands. "Well, you already met my little sis, Applebloom." I nod. "I bet her friends already introduce themselves." I nod again. "Welcome to the Apple Ranch, the Apple family. The big red fellow here is my big brother, Big MacIntosh, but everypony calls him Big Mac."
I shook his hand. He responded, "E-yup."
"Finally, but not least the old timer, my grandmother, Granny Smith."
I shook her hand. She smiled and responded, "Howdy."
"My name is Joseph. Joseph Orlov and it's nice to meet you all." I stood up and put on my helmet. "I would love to stay and chat more, but I must get going."
Applejack speaks up, "Wait." I look at her. "Can you please wait for a bit until her sister." She references Sweetie Belle. "And my friends git hear. They have some questions which they wanted to ask about you and I'm pretty sure they would like to know about your kind." She mumbles to herself which I caught it, "especially Twilight."
I chuckle at that. "I'm sure they do, but I have to get going. The day is almost over."
"Wait," Applebloom shouted, getting my attention. "Can ya stay at least for dinner."
Applejack smiles and adds to this statement as well, "Why, that's a swell idea Applebloom. I reckon you have workin' yourself an appetite after fightin' and riskin' your own hind for these three youngsters." Dinner? Yeah... No. Not gonna happen.
"Thank you for the offer, but I'm gonn-" I was about to object only to be interrupted by Applebloom.
"Please," said Applebloom with wide open eyes and a frown on her faces.
Again, I was about to object. "Sorr-"
"Please!" All three of the filles said in union, having the same expression on their faces. I frown at this.
Applejack just chuckles and says, "Ya know, they're not gonna stop until you say yes."
"(Sigh) I'm sorry, but no - I have to get going. But thank you for the offer though." I bow my head as I said, "Have a good day." With that, I head out the door, but an orange hand grabs my right shoulder preventing me from going anywhere.
"Sugarcube… do you even have a place to go or even a place to stay?" She said with a concerned voice. I look at her. "We have a spare room upstairs. We have plenty of space here."
I smiled. "Thank you for the offer, but I'm gonna pass." She is stunned by my answer. I removed her hand from my shoulder. "Well have a good day." I started walking again, but she stood in front of me preventing me from going anywhere. Okay, this is getting annoying, fast. I took a deep breath. "I appreciate your concern, but I can take care of myself. Now, will you excuse me." I walk past her, but again, I was stopped, but this time it was the filles instead.
Applebloom spoke, "why can't you stay Joseph."
"(Sign) Reasons." Damn these ponies are sure stubborn.
Sweetie Belle spoke up, "Reason why?" Nope! Not again! I like kids and all, but this needs to stop.
"What did I say earlier." Their ears drop and look at the ground.
They said in unison, "Curiosity killed the cat." With that, I walk past them and continue my way.
Before I left I said, "If I were any of you, I wouldn't trust myself. Not even me."
I heard Applejack spoke. "But we do."
I stop again and look over my shoulder. "Why? Is it because I saved your sister and her friends that I instantly gain your trust. If they weren't in danger - would you have to trust me then." With that, she looks down. "Just what I thought." I continue my way and headed to the everfree forest.
I heard Sweetie Belle yell, "Where are you going to stay then."
"A place where you cannot follow."
I heard Applejack yell. "Are you crazy, no pony can't survive in the everfree forest!"
"Well, I'm no pony," I shouted back.
(1st person view - Applejack)
I watched as Joseph walks in the forest. Why is he so stubborn? I turn to the filles. "Come on, youngsters. It's obvious that he doesn't want to be bothered."
I heard my little sister speak up, "Do you think he's gonna be okay."
I respond, "I don't know, sugarcube. I just don't know."
I heard Scootaloo spoke up, "Do you think we should go after him."
I turn to her. "You let me and my friends worry about that, but I want you filles with inside."
The said in unison, "Do we have to?"
I said with a stern voice, "After what happened today, yes. Now go on." Now I am going to have to wait for the others. I look up at the sky to see the sun settling down. Damn. There's no way we can find him at night. Looks like it's gonna to have to wait until tomorrow morin'. Then I heard a group of somepony running. I look towards the source to see my friends. There they are.
(1st person view - Joseph)
After leaving the farm. I look up at the sky to see the night is approaching. I was now at least a foot away from the forest. I took a deep breath. Here we go. I push forward against the think vines and bushes. Damn for a forest it acts like a jungle. I use my sword to cut my way through.
I cut and push through which it seems like hours. I stumble upon a small clearing surrounded by trees, bushes, and vines. I look up to see stars blooming in the night sky. Absolutely beautiful!
I look around and to my right, I notice something that it's some kind of structure. What the…
I approach it, I remove the bushes and vines to realize that this no building or object. It's a vehicle, but not just any vehicle, it's a military Humvee in common with a 50 Cal turret. I couldn't tell the model was though. I inspect it to see that there are bullet holes all over, the glass is cracked or broken, flat tires, a huge dent on the hood, and a shell casing everywhere. It's covered in mold, leaves, vines, and rust. How the fuck did it get all the way back here and the question is there any bodies in it.
With that thought, I went to the front right side of the vehicle to open the door. The first attempt failed. Okay, second time's the charm. I try again, but this time I manage to open. Inside I see dirt, leaves, blood stains, and bullet shells. No bodies, but blood. These have to be decades or maybe even centuries. I look around and search to find something valuable, but found nothing useful except using the Humvee as shelter. Nothing as to be expected. Other than that, I left it alone.
I look around to see myself in a vulnerable position. I needed to get higher which it would have to be the trees. With that final decision, I went to the nearest tree and climb up to about 40 feet high with ease. The view I was given is spectacular. The blooming stars of the night sky. I remove my helmet Damn, I wish my grandpa was here to see this. He would absolutely love this night sky.
(Flashback)
It was a beautiful night, me and my grandpa were laying down on the hill facing the night sky. Me and my grandpa were trying to find the star constellations so far we had found zero. Until I notice one, I point at it and said, "Посмотрите, дедушка, Большой Медведицы."
(Translate) "Look, grandpa, the big dipper." He looks where I was pointing at.
He chuckles, "Ницца один малыш."
(Translate) "Nice one kiddo." I chuckle with him.
"Давайте посмотрим, если мы можем найти еще один"
(Translate) "Let's see if we can find another one." I nodded. We looked and looked, but couldn't find anything until I notice three stares place next to each other forming a belt. Then I realized it Orion's belt.
"Смотреть дедушка, пояса Ориона."
(Translate) "Look grandpa, the Orion's belt."
"Там вы идете малыша, вы находите больше, чем я."
(Translate) "There you go kiddo, you are finding more than I am." We both laugh for a bit.
"Я хотел бы я знал больше звезд созвездия, хотя."
(Translate) "I wish I knew more star constellations, though." My smile turns into a frown.
"Здесь я получил что-то показать вам что-то."
(Translate) "Here, I got something to show you something." He digs into his pocket, I was curious so I lean closely what he had.
"Не выбирать."
(Translate) "No picking." With that, I back off and look back towards the sky.
"Закройте глаза."
(Translate) "Close your eyes." I did so.
"Раздайте ваши руки и открыть их."
(Translate) "Hand out your hands and open them." I did so. Then I felt something cold, solid, and round.
"Раскрой глаза."
(Translate) "Open your eyes." I notice excitement and pride in his voice. I open my eyes to see a gold with a steal on the edge and a mix of gold and steel chain. I was in complete awe.
"Woah, так что это дедушка."
(Translate) "Woah, so what is it grandpa?" I look at him.
"Ну это карманные часы. Смотрел этот тип используется в 1800 для пар поездов или моды. Но это специальные часы ручной работы, большой, большой, большой, дед. Это был прошлое поколение за поколением. Нравится ли вам это?"
(Translate) "Well its a pocket watch. This type of watched was used in the 1800s for the steam trains or for fashion. But this special watch is hand made by great, great, great, grandfather. This has been past generation after generation. Do you like it?"
"Нет... Я не люблю его.» Он хмурится."
(Translate) "No… I don't like it." He frowns."
"Я люблю его, дедушка!"
(Translate) "I love it, grandpa!" I yelled in excitement. This cuts him off guard, but it turns into a smile."
"Я должен был знать, что вы могли бы сделать это."
(Translate) "I should have known you would do that." With that, he tickles me.
"ДЯДЯ, ДЯДЯ!"
(Translate) UNCLE, UNCLE!" After it seems like hours, I use what strength I had and tickle him back. Getting the same response.
"Эти инициалы однажды принадлежала ваш большой, большой, большой, дед, Джозеф Орлов. Вы названы его. В ранней юности он хотел поехать в Америку. Так что он сделал, было что он отправился из Москвы в Франции. Оттуда в Англию в Канаду. Наконец он принимает круизных судов в Нью-Йорк. Он взял его два года наконец добраться до Америки. То, что он видел был захватывающим. Он исследовал его с Востока на Западном побережье. Он был настолько очарован его поэтому он поставил его инициалы на английском языке, чтобы напомнить себе о его приключениях, приехать в Америку."
(Translate) "These initials have once belonged to your great, great, great, grandfather, Joseph Orlov. You are named after him. During his early youth, he wanted to go to America. So what he did was that he traveled from Moscow to France. From there to England to Canada. Finally, he takes a cruise ship to New York. It took him two years to finally to reach America. What he saw was breathtaking. He explored it from the east to the west coast. He was so fascinated by it so he put his initials in English to remind himself of his adventures coming to America."
I smiled, "Это действительно здорово дедушки."
(Translate) "That's really cool grandpa."
I look at it for a few more minutes before I hand it to my grandpa. But instead of taking it, he closes my hands around it and looks me in the eye. "Нет, это ваше время. Вы держите его."
(Translate) "No, it's yours now. You keep it."
"Действительно!"
(Translate) "Really?!" I ask with a shock in my voice. He nodded. I just smile.
"Спасибо, дедушка."
(Translate) "Thank you, grandpa."
"Нет, спасибо."
(Translate) "No thank you." With that, we hug.
(Flashback end)
I took out my pocket watch and smiled. This brings back many good memories. But my smile turns into a frown, remember my family being taken from me. I open my pocket watch and in it, I see the picture of my family at the Thanksgiving dinner. Tears form in my eyes. I promise that I would come back, but it's slowly becoming a distant memory. GOD! I miss them so much. With that, I put the watch away and put my helmet back on. Before I close my eyes, I look at the night sky and cried myself to sleep.
Sorry, it took awhile, but I wanted to make this chapter good and exciting and not boring. See you in chapter 3!