Reviews:

LexiconHuka:
Duffy: She forces me at least once a week...

dannymxyz: 7 for six passengers and one pilot. The LAW was being used by one of the missing solderps.

Dragon'z Wrath: Will do.

XshadowwriterzX: I'ma puttin' dem out as fast as ah can!

RenaTamer:
Mark: They better not...

Gunsandgames: Actually, you got the storm confused with my Junior year...

spartan1735:
Mark: I think I had a brain fart when I saw the body.

anon: A fellow after my own profession!

garebare65: :P You'll be guessing wrong *cough*SPOILER*cough*

'He's not a changeling, just so you know.' Apple said to me as she walked up, before sitting down on her ass.

"I sorta figured... His... my blood isn't green." I replied, before going down into the crater and wondering how the fuck it appeared in the first place. I mean, they'd have to be way up high to make a two foot deep crater, and even then it wouldn't become circular. As I checked him for slight differences...

...he coughed, causing me to let out a shouted swear and land on my ass.

"Jesus H. Christ." He groaned. Before I could even begin telling Apple to try and make me look different, he opened his left eye (right looked swollen as fuck) and stared at me.

"Well... Just fucked up first contact with myself..." I muttered, causing him to chuckle.

"I'm guessing that the Multi-verse theory is true, then." He replied, straining to sit up. While I stared at him in shock, Apple helped him sit up by pushing her hooves at his back. He let out a small laugh when he saw her, confusing me more.

"What's so funny?" I asked, finally regaining my voice.

"Seems that my alternate has ended up in Equestria before I did." He replied.

"Wait, how the fuck do you know where we are?" I asked, already seeing red flags.

"Uh... I'm a Brony." He replied, raising an eyebrow.

"The fuck's a 'Brony'?" I asked, folding my arms.

"A person who likes the show My Little Pony." He replied.

"Never heard of it. What year is it for you?" I asked.

"It was 2012 when I left Earth." He replied, causing me to shake my head.

"Then I take it we never had a show called 'My Little Pony' in my version of Earth. When I first arrived, I didn't know diddy fuck about the place." I waved it off, blaming the Multi-verse.

"Hm..." He muttered, before looking at the body next to him.

"Know him?" I asked, following his eyes.

"Private First Class Leroy Jenkins. Hell of a soldier, and a good friend. Met him in middle school." He answered. I laughed a little before looking at the other person that was with him. Wonder how none of us saw her until now.

"Know her?" I asked, hoping to God it wasn't a dude with a girlish as fuck figure.

"Can't say that I do." He replied, lifting her face up. I also noticed a trunk next to her, making me wonder exactly what the fuck was going on. I popped it open and saw a DSR-50, a katana in its sheath, and an M9. There was six magazines for the sniper, and four for the M9.

"We'll be able to figure out what faction she's with when she wakes up, but I do know that she's a sniper." I said, helping Mark to his feet. Dear Lord that's gonna get confusing, so I'll just label him down as 'Mark 2' in this until he changes his name or something.

"Well, what the hell's going on now? It'll be good to figure out what I'm dealing with." Mark 2 asked, looking around. "We're in Canterlot, so that narrows it down..."

"Discord broke free. About two years ago, we formed a peace treaty with Queen Chrysalis." I explained.

"So much for chronological order in episodes..." He muttered, but I didn't comment. As he looked around, I noticed something different about him; he had a tattoo of Luna's cutie mark on his neck.

I ignored it completely, before looking around.

"Well, let's get you and Sleeping Beauty here out of the crater." I said, before wrapping my arms around her chest, grunted, and hauled her out. B-Cup, not like you ponies would figure out what I meant, so I feel no shame in writing this. And I'm not a pervert, I just instantly knew because my wife was a B-Cup. Also, shut up.

"Ugh..." She groaned, trying her best to move.

"Easy, you're injured." I calmly said, looking around before waving Gallan over.

"Sir." He said, saluting.

"Go take her to Doc, he's in the infirmary by now." I said, handing her off to him. I knew he was a man of chivalry and commitment, so I didn't have to worry about leaving him alone with her. Connor on the other hand might end up with her, but she'd probably go after Dawn. I'm betting half of my Spa salary on this.

[Dawn's POV]

I swear to Earth's various gods, I think somebody just made a bet about me.

[Back to Mark]

"We're gonna have to give you a new name, just so we won't be confused if someone calls for the other." I suddenly said, while checking the LAW extensively for damage.

"Hell, I'll go by Anonymous if it's alright." Mark 2 replied, and thus his name became Anonymous.

"You guys have 4chan?" I asked, cracking it open carefully and removing the loaded rocket.

"Yea, I frequent the /mlp/ and /k/ boards." He replied. Never saw /mlp/, but I figured it had to do with 'My Little Pony'.

"/b/ and /k/, mostly." I said in return. He cringed at the first board, but nodded anyway.

"To each his own. Even if it's your multi-verse self." He said, shrugging. "Hey, I just had a thought. Could we go to the castle in the Everfree?"

"There's a castle in that God forsaken place? Even if there is, we have to stay until we're able to fix the Elements of Harmony." I was confused, but shrugged. "After this shit, I'll take you."

"Alright." He said, nodding.

"You seem to know what's going on, so enlighten me a little." I said, folding my arms and looking at Anon.

"We'll need to head back to Ponyville, find Rainbow Dash, and use the Elements to stop Discord." He explained.

"Never told you their names. How do you know them?" I asked, frowning.

"The show was centered around the Element Bearers; Applejack as Honesty, Dash as Loyalty, Fluttershy as Kindness, Pinkie as Laughter, Rarity as Generosity, and Twilight as Magic." He said.

"Alright... Just don't tell them that they're a cartoon, even if you bring in the Multi-verse theory. Just don't." I finally said, shaking my head.

"Believe me, I won't." He chuckled, following me to the gay bath house known as the castle.

[With Dawn and the Crew]

"...How the fuck is there two of Mark?"

"Is one of 'em a changeling?"

"I'm getting too old for this horse shit..."

"Sometimes I feel like I'm in a fanfiction where the author is trying to get me killed..." I muttered, earning a laugh from Anon.

"I'm not a changeling!" Anon shouted.

"Then how come you look exactly like 'im?" Connor shouted back.

"Parallel worlds, or more known as the Multi-verse." He replied. "Everything's the same on my Earth, save for one or two things." He then turned to me. "What rank were you in the Army?"

"Marines, and Corporal." I muttered back.

"Take me for instance. Instead of joining up with the Marines, I joined the Army. And Mark here was a Corporal when he died, whilest I was a 1st Lieutenant." Anon explained. "Also, I'm betting you guys haven't heard of a show called My Little Pony." He added after making sure there were no ponies present.

Surprisingly, Callum and Duran rose their hands.

"There was a cartoon in the 80s called My Little Pony. My daughter made me watch a few episodes with her." Callum said.

"Well, I guess we're from the same universe..." Anon muttered.

"Anyway, he's not a changeling. Mine confirmed so." I said, holding up Apple, who waved.

"How would they know?" Schmidt asked. Honestly, it was a good question. I think only Anon, Duffy, and I had any real interactions with more than two changelings, so we knew.

"Instead of smelling scents and the like, they use hormones to identify each other, breathed in through the nostrils. Even when disguised, a changeling gives off these hormones." I explained, pretty much using Apple as my source of information.

"We're going back to Ponyville, so get your shebs moving!" Dawn shouted as he tore past, confusing everybody but me.

"The fuck does shebs mean?" Gallan asked as he checked his equipment.

"It's from a Star Wars language. It means asses." I chuckled, settling my MP5 against my left side, Apple on my head, and energy sword on my right side.