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Picklemonman: True story, all of it.
iTealblast: Here it be!
Hokuto Ulrik: Mark won't let 'er.
AnalPoptarts: Nomnomnom indeed. He's fine.
"What the hell?" I muttered, watching as a wall of transparent dark pink came through the train, passing through everyone. When it passed through me, I felt the strangest sensation of my backpack being pulled back for a moment, before it was allowed through like I was.
'Felt like a fucking scanner. But for what?' I thought, rubbing my recently shaved chin.
"What in the hay was that all 'bout?" Applejack asked as the train slowed to a stop.
"My guess is security measures. Dawny said that they were threatened by someone. Surprised that they didn't just reschedule the bloody wedding..." I guessed, muttering the third sentence to myself. The train stopped and I was the first one off, placing my cover over my head. (A/N: And completing his Marine Swag) I glared at the Day Guards who were stationed at the stop, silently daring one of them to call me out.
"What's with all the guards?" Dash asked, sticking her head out next to my calf.
"Security, as I said. Royalty brings out strange folk." I answered. Pinkie Pie took that moment to sneeze and I swear to God that confetti flew from her nose. That shit was scary.
"Let's get going!" Rarity exclaimed, not even fazed by the simple act of holyfuck that Pinkie just demonstrated.
"And you got a big brother to congradulate!" AJ said, looking at Twilight.
"Yea... 'congradulate'..." She muttered, stalking off. Whatever she muttered made two guards look a little uneasy, causing me to sigh.
"I'll go after her... Dawn told me to meet up with Armor anyway." I said, jogging after Twilight. I managed to catch up with her while she was talking to a large Unicorn wearing a purple chestplate and that looked dick like her, except for a lighter shade of mane highlight. And the telltale sign of magic was the same shade.
"And who's this?" He asked, looking over at me.
"Corporal Mark, Marine EOD. Assigned by Prince Dawn as boosted security." I said, giving him a quick salute.
"You know about the threat made against Canterlot?" Shining Armor asked, looking over my uniform.
"Yes, I do. Surprised that you didn't move the wedding date. That's what we would've done back on Earth." I commented, looking over the assload of guards around us. "If it wasn't for the magic users, I would pretty much reccomend that you do the same."
"What do you mean?" He asked as we walked up onto a walkway a few dozen feet above the ground.
"Humans can't use magic, so we improvised. We have weapons that could kill someone half the bloody world away." I said, drawing my M60 and changing it into a scoped Kar98k, looking at the Unicorns marching below us through the scope.
'Wonder why they have spears when they have fucking MAGIC.' I thought, sighing internally at the stupid.
"What does that do?" Shining asked cautiously.
"Sends a piece of metal flying at a very fast speed. Don't worry, I'm not going to shoot any of your Guards without a good reason." I explained, dumbing it down to past the bare basics.
"Er..."
"I hope I'm not interrupting anything important." A feminine voice said, causing me to look to my right. Standing there was a pink Alicorn, but something felt off about her. I think she noticed my look, because she sent a very subtle glare before going over to the other two. I'm pretty sure my mind was fucking with me, but I think her eyes flashed green and blue for a split second.
"If you'll excuse me..." I said, walking off as Twilight started saying something. Armor looked at me funny but shrugged, and I entered the tower that was away from the Alicorn. As I stood on the stairs, my backpack shifted before it shook violently, and felt about 50 pounds lighter.
'What in the hell?' I thought, before whirling around as best as I could. Standing there was an exact bloody copy of me, sword and all.
"Changeling..." I growled, swinging the butt of my rifle at my copy's head, missing terribly as he grabbed the gun, ripped it out of my grip, and smashed it into my forehead, sending me down several steps.
"Hm... You're weaker than I thought." My copy said as I was struggling to my feet.
"It's been a while since I've fought hand-to-hand..." I coughed, wiping some blood from my lip.
"Give up and make it easier on yourself." He said, frowning down at me.
"Never!" I shouted, tackling him, smashing his back into the stairs and causing him to drop the rifle. He growled and slammed his fist, which felt more like a hoof, into my face, breaking my nose again.
'Oh you mother fucker...' I thought with a growl, but was kicked off him and sent rolling down a few steps. As I got to my feet, the last thing I felt was something very solid smash into my temple, before going unconscious instantly.
Author's Note: Oh noooooooooooooooooooooooooo! Short(ish) chapter, but meh. Plot development! Mini fight scene!