A Bad Beginning, A Good End

by Beamer Beam

It was only a simple day, Klaus just awoke, and was ready to yet again, freeze half to death in 1942 Russia, and hate everyone around him secretly, but one thing that he thought would be simple, ended up turning his whole life around, when the Officer tells him to come to his office to discuss a problem, but this one little action, will change his life forever.

3. Chapter 3

Chapter 3: Shishka's Journal Entry 1

Dear Journal, 'Twilight,' I belive her name was, gave me this, to write in, so I suppose I will make use of it, I have but one thing to say about this place, cheerful. It's not a place for me, someone who trained for 3 months in rain, snow, and hail to attempt to even spill one drop of blood, Klaus has a good heart, but he doesn't understand my feelings, talking, colorful, wierd ponies, is like we did 100 pills of morphine at once, all of them have smiles, all of them cheerful, but after you killed 5 of your worst enemy, you want to kill more of them, make them pay, but then you get removed from your world, to another, where killing is unheard of, infact the worst any of the ponies said, was 'your going to get it now,' and then TICKLE the other to death. It's really cute, but at the same time I feel out of place, I was a simple farmer, until those dogs came in. Which brings to the point of Klaus, he's a good man, but I may have to kill him, who knows when his heart might grow cold. Which brings me to the point of Klaus, he's a wonderful man, and has potential, but I worry for him, what if he became like those monsters? Would I have to take him? I wish not to think of such things...But I do wonder of such a grim possibility. Anyway, today...Today 'Fluttershy' came up to me, and started asking me if there were more of 'us,' talking about me and Klaus, that came, I told her I did not know, but I was pretty sure we were the only ones. This journal reminds me of the one I use to carry, I really mainly used it to keep track of how many German Dogs I killed, I really only used it as I am with this one, tell of uneventful days, I just wonder what my purpose I am to serve here, they do not need a protector, the sparkle pony got that part covered, they do not need to learn how to fight, the pink one, which I somehow understood, explained really quickly about an attack on some wedding, and that they smashed many foes. I will only tell you this Journal, I wish to go back, and fight for Mother Russia, and cleanse the dogs from it, but...I am stuck here...I feel as if I do not belong.

Signed, Shishka