Equestrian Airspace:SU35 Flanker E "Captain Striker".+Rainbow Dash.

I felt at peace in the sky. It was my second home..and really now my only home anyway in this weird place full of human-pony relationships.
"Speaking of ponies,where s that...oh right". I asked myself confusedly that Rainbow Dash had somehow disappeared..but of course. Doing loads of stunts in this beast of a plane,it made my F15 look like a biplane. The Russians certainly knew how to build fighters. And they built them good.

Deciding to flew level and straight,I turned the afterburners off and the world became slower. I looked out of the cockpit and saw miles after miles of green countryside, untouched by war. Afghanistan and its fucking crazy population had nothing compared to this world.

*Knock knock*.
I heard a knocking on the glass above me so I looked up. It was that cyan Pegasus again who had managed to catch up. Now she sat on the cockpit glass above me. I saw that she was mouthing something, then a codeword. Something that I had learnt in flight school but never thought it would become useful again.

*Open the cockpit*.

Are you fucking crazy?.

I guess I was, I slowed down to above stalling speed and pressed the button which opened the cockpit. To my surprise...I stood up. My head and upper body poked out of the open cockpit and I looked at Rainbow Dash who was perched a metre away. Her face cutely in her hooves and back outstretched. The Pegasus"s wings were also folded inside.

"You like sitting on my plane?".I jokingly ask ,smiling for once.
"Yeah!".She replies in a typical tomboy manner.
"Tell you what. You can have-". I stopped midsection as I picked her up, cradling Rainbow Dash in my arms."
"HEY" She screamed but I grinned at her as I sat down and closed the cockpit. She was with me now,in my arms. I can say that she was rather small. Pretty cute too.

"So..." I begin, not finding any words.
"So...".She replies, not finding any words either.

I was interrupted by a crackle on my radio. It was USAF-145280-SD3 Communications...my old squadron.

"Operation Rolling Hammer is go, I repeat Operation Rolling Hammer is go"
"101st Airborne here, Target city of "Canterlot" in sight".
"45th heavy bomber squadron, target "Ponyville" is within bombing range.
" USS Georgia here. We are submerged and ready to fire nuclear warheads".

What...no...no...NO!.
I stare out of the cockpit window as hundreds of USAF fighters and helicopters come out of nowhere. They begin to mow down the local population in their thousands.
I see the bright bubble shield that protects Canterlot...it goes down in seconds before a squadron of B52 bombers level the city and crack the foundations. Whatevers left of Canterlot tumbles down to its death.

I see Rainbow Dashes face descend into sadness, she punches the glass cockpit and hurts herself.
She begins to cry, for herself and for the thousands that just died. I begin to realise what my own country has done...kill for the sake of it.

"We are leaving". I say without emotion as I turn the plane around and head...in no direction whatsoever. The cyan pony crawls into a ball on her lap.

Behind me a bright flash of light echoes...I see a massive mushroom cloud engulf what is left of Equestria.

Im going to find a way back...Im going to keep safe of Rainbow Dash, the last of the ponies.