Author's Notes:

THIS CHAPTER HAS BEEN REWRITTEN AS OF 8 / 20 / 2016

Please comment on what you think, I like to think this chapter envisions what I truly wanted when I started this story. Comments REALLY MAKE ME feel good about myself and this story. So if at least 3 people comment on it, I'll be happy.

Also, if you see EIP on any of the chapters, it means. EDIT IN PROCESS.

Rewrote the rewritten chapter. Made it Christmas. Seemed like a much better setting to me, expect more character development guys.

The Fallen Soldier

Chapter 1

"Far from home."

Darkness, Darkness as far as the eye could see.

The man was floating in a endless void, Nothing or no one in sight for miles.

He coexisted in both a groggy and awake state. His mind unsure of his predicament. His body numb and without feeling.

He could think still, and think he did. But minutes of thinking brought no answer to this situation.

"Where am I?" The man wondered to himself. He picked at his brain for the past events that could have led to all this.

Oh. Right. Memories of a dark and foreboding circle consuming him and his crew filled his mind.

This was still no answer to the man's question however, he continued to aimlessly float in this limbo like state for seemingly hours. Nothing but his own thoughts and comments to keep himself company, and like any average man would.. He began to get a little stir crazy.

Then, there was a light.

It was dim at first, but over time It got brighter, And brighter, and brighter, almost to the point that it rivaled the sun itself. The light was so bright that not even his hand could properly block it. He felt warm though, as the light slowly enveloped his body, he felt like he was being healed or cleansed of something, Like a great burden was lifted off his back.

The lighted faded away and then the pain started.

Oh the pain! How it hurt! His bones ached! His muscles were sore! Every part of his body felt as if it was on fire! And then the pain disappeared as fast as it came, and with its disappearance came a new enlightenment.

He felt energetic, Like he could run a thousand miles at top speed and lift 5 trucks while doing so. The same light from before appeared, Though this time it wasn't as bright. This time the light didn't make his eyes ache when he stared into it, instead it shined down on him. Giving him the sudden need to want to WAKE UP so he may leave this limbo like state.

Then there was beeping, it was quiet at first, hiding behind the mans thoughts. It grew louder and louder as time passed, it gave him a sense of worry. The beeping reminded the man of the countless times he's visited hospitals.

For good reasons or for bad reasons.

He continued to float, nothing happening, the light still shining upon him, the beeping still beeping, but only louder. He began to feel faint feeling's over his body, like someone was roughly poking him. It annoyed him.

It reminded him of the flys that would hang around his face, never wanting to go away.

"Bastards." He mumbled to himself

As he floated, silently cursing Mother Nature he began hearing voices. The voices were intelligible whispers at first, but overtime turned into "in-door" talking. The beeping quieted down and the voices became much more clear.

-POV CHANGE-

"What is it?" The voice pondered.

"I don't know, Twilight wanted us to look after it for a bit so she could get some stuff" A second voice answered.

"I trust her judgement and all, but did she check to make sure it isn't alive? Or a threat for that matter?" The first voice wondered aloud.

"Now you're being paranoid, trust me it's dead. Now please focus more-"

"It's hand just moved!" The first voice quickly said.

"What?"

"It's hand! It moved! I swear to Celestia!" The first swore.

"Alright Redheart, you've been working with this thing for some time, you deserve a break. I'll get a Royal guard in here and we'll go get some sandwiches! How's that sound?" The second voice offered.

"Yeah.. That sounds-"

The figure that was laying limp on the bed began to move, both nurses noticed this and froze. Twilight claimed for the creature to be deceased, so why was it moving? The two women quickly overcame their fear and began to slowly back towards the door. Clearly evident on getting help, their pace quickened when the creature fully sat up, it's head turning as if it was lost or confused.

It continued to look about the room for roughly 4 seconds before it's.. Head stopped completely. Another 2 seconds later, which seemed like minutes to the nurses, it's head turned and faced them.

The black glass on is head reflected the two nurses, they could see their distorted reflections from halfway across the room. The creature attempted to rise from the chair but was stopped by the braces which held it down. The nurses sighed in relief, those braces couldn't be broken normally. Twilight herself enchanted them! Just in case the thing ever managed to rise from the dead.

The creature's head turned and looked at its hand. It examined the braces that held it down, moments later, It just simply yanked its hand and broke the brace!

Then it reached over to its other hand and attempted to unbuckle the brace, with very agile fingers it unlaced it and pulled the belt from the buckle. It then brought its hand up to its glass face and flexed its fingers, examining each finger before placing both hands on the side of the medical bed and sliding off.

The two nurses have measured the height of the creature, so they had an idea of how tall it truly was. But for the whole duration they've been working with the creatures unconscious body, so to see it actually stand up. Well, simply put. It's height was something to marvel at.

Regardless, The creature was a bit over the average male height, a whopping 6 feet and 6 inches. It had black skin that seemed to be stronger than steel, it's face was a black glass that gave a distorted reflection of everything that dared to look at it. The creature, now at its full height, started looking around the room. After it finished, the creature walked towards them but stopped roughly 8 steps away, it looked at them, and spoke, its voice sounded distant and scratchy.

"Where am I?" The creature asked.

Redheart, being a slightly more experienced nurse then her companion, bravely stepped forward and answered the question.

"P-Ponyville." She answered, fumbling on the P.

"Ponyville?" The creature repeated.

Nurse Redheart shook her head.

"What Galaxy sector?" The creature asked, surprising Nurse Redheart.

"What?" She asked, unsure on how to answer the strange question.

My body felt incredibly stiff and sore all of a sudden, like I just got out of a Stasis Pod. I couldn't feel any signs of cryogenic afterburn, but I could feel my lungs filling themselves with new clean air. I could feel heart was beating once again, the life was being brought back to my body.

But I still couldn't see anything but black. Moments later I realized I was staring into my helmet. I tried to activate my suit, but my throat was dry and sore. Nothing but a squeak came out. I started panicking at this point, trying to move my body, only to be refused.

My body wouldn't respond to any commands, so I was forced to simply lay there and accept my predicament. As I waited, I hoped everything would play out fine.

The voices came from two women near me, their voices were calm and friendly. I simply listened to the conversation between the two while I laid in wait. Their topics of discussion constantly changed, occasionally switching to myself, they asked each other questions and mentioned names I did not recognize. Worst case scenario, I've been captured by the enemy.

But the idea contradicted the women's lack of knowledge on me and my AMAHS suit. Every human knows what I'm wearing and how dangerous I am. We were constantly advertised during get the Great War. We were the staple of human engineering, and we represented the entire Human race on the battlefield.

I simply continued to lay and listen. Gathering information. I waited for what seemed like forever, staring into pitch black. The women's talks were sometimes interrupted by a drill spinning to life. I'm confident they're trying to breach the armor on my suit. To my enjoyment, their petty attempts got them nowhere.

After a good time of waiting and occasionally trying to move. I actually managed to twitch my hand, the meager twitch brought great pain, but I fought through it and forced my hands into action. I began with bending my fingers, I even managed to shake my hand around, eventually I got a response from one of the voices.

"It's hand! It moved! I swear to Celestia!" One of the women shrieked.

Then as if magic, my body responded and "unlocked" itself, and my instant response was to sit up. And I did, much to the horror of my captors. I heard sounds of scuffling as they backed away from me.

"Yeah." I thought. "I hope you're ready to die."

I still could not see, but a cold and emotionless voice, one which I recognized as the AI of my suits OS. Spoke through the speakers in my helmet.

"Mark-Four AMAHS Combat suit activating."

I could feel the strength returning to me.

"Scanning Suit Operators Condition."

I had to escape and find out what happened to my squad.

"Detecting... Zero Broken Bones. No Diseases. Blood Count.. Optimal."

Where am I?

"Attempting To Establish Contact With.... Failure. Area unknown. Galaxy Sector.. Unknown. Location unknown."

That's not good.

"Finishing Boot Sequence. Activating Visor and HUD."

And then sight returned to me, the sudden light blinded me temporarily, a costly effect of gaining sight after adjusting to darkness. But, never-the-less, sight was in my grasp, and I was content. Putting my eyes to work, I began looking around the room I've been stuck in for so long.

It was a bright white room full of heavily outdated hospital equipment. There were also two very scared looking women occupying the space near the door, dressed as some old fashioned nurses. I was surprised they didn't leave during my suits long boot up sequence. The two must've been scared shitless. My thoughts of revenge on my captors were replaced with questions.

These two wouldn't do me any harm, and something about them crouching before me in fear solidified the thought. They're just civilians.

I tried to reach out, but my hand suddenly stopped. Looking down, I discovered I've been chained to the bed with cuffs the entire time. The cuffs glowed a faint purple. I frowned and jerked my left arm up, simply snapping the cuff in two. Before proceeding to reach over myself and undo the cuffs on my right wrist.

With both hands free, I took the time to examine them, nothing seemed off. A inky substance was on the fingertips of my armored gloves. Have these people been taking fingerprints of my gloves?

I patted my sides and checked for any firearms, which there were none. But I did have my Plasma sword. Regardless, I'll properly examine myself later, first things first. Stay calm, and find out where the hell I am.

I placed each hand on their respective side of the bed and pushed myself off. The mattress groaned and creaked as my weight shifted off. Everything below my chest felt numb, causing me to fumble with the whole balancing act that came with standing. I almost fell over. I recovered rather quickly and took a look at the medical equipment near me. The technology was primitive, but it fascinated me nonetheless.

I turned and looked at the crouched women. When our eyes met, they both looked away. I began approaching them, and the two nurses, knowing I was walking towards them, started to push harder against the door. The fearful look on their faces caused my normally hardened self to soften a bit.

Choosing the friendly approach, I took a deep breath and asked a question that has plagued my mind for so long.

"Where am I?" I asked in what little sweet of a voice I could manage.

One of the nurses, presumably the more experienced one, stood and stepped forward to answered my question.

"P-Ponyville." Her voice stuttered as she spoke.

"Ponyville?" I wondered aloud, "What Galaxy Sector?" My attempts at seeming nice were ruined by my raspy voice.

The same nurse shook her head, "I don't understand, I'm sorry. Pleasedonthurtme." She quickly spat the last part out.

I stared at the woman, the other nurse still cowered behind the one I was talking with. Ignoring her last sentence. I thought up some friendly banter.

"So.. May I get your name?" I asked her.

She proceeded to obviously think it over and then hesitantly respond, "Yes. Yes you may, I'm Nurse Redheart and the woman behind me is Nurse Lily."

Redheart? Lily? I could see Lily as a name but not Redheart.

I thought my next words over carefully, "it's wonderful to meet you.. Redheart and Lily. My name is Scott Anderson."

I stuck my hand out in an attempt to handshake, Redheart realized my gesture and shakes my hand in response. "The two of you can relax, I mean no harm to you." I claim, following with, "Actually, if it helps I can take the helmet off."

Redheart simply nods and Lily finally steps out from behind Redheart.

"I'm gonna warn you right now, I'm not so different from you. Don't expect tentacles or anything alright?" I offer the warning, and then issue the command to my A.M.A.H.S. suit to retract the helmet.

(Now.. If you've played a Dead Space game, you'll know what I mean)

The nurses gasp once the helmet retracts into my suits collar, I opened my eyes and looked at them. No longer having to look through the suits visor gave the world a more natural look, but really looked no different.

"See, I'm human."

The two women were speechless.

Maybe the thought of me just being a simple human shook them to the core? They were totally expecting tentacles or something really hideous.

"I'm going to need an escort out of this building." I demand, breaking the two of their stupor.

"Oh, uh, right. Sorry, Uh.. Mister." Redheart stutters out.

"Anderson. Call me Anderson." I asked of her, before motioning for both of the women to move aside. "Can I expect any guards in the building?" I ask, in which the two women watch me twist the doorknob and walk into the hospitals empty hallway.

Lily answers with, "No sir."

I frown, "Just call me Anderson."

I motion for them to both follow me, "Let's walk and talk."

"What is the name of this planet."

Redheart answers with, "Earth."

"What nation am I currently in?"

"Why, Equestria of course!" Redheart excitingly answers.

I quickly ran "Equestria" through my suits database. It doesn't show up, much to my disappointment.

"What are you wearing?" Lily asks.

I chose to ignore her question and ask another question myself, "Does the name 'America' make any sense to you?"

She shakes her head.

"Does the Slotherian council make any sense to you?"

She shakes her head.

"How about Gencilshelps?"

She shakes her head.

"Renotypeos?"

She shakes her head.

I stopped in my tracks.

"What year is it?" I turn towards the two women.

"1859." Redheart replies.

I think that's where I died a little on the inside. Apparently I traveled back in time. Last I checked, matter of fact, my HUDs clock was STILL set to 2479. My stomach was running laps on the inside, but on the outside, my face was still as stone.

"Really." I mumbled. Before stepping up to a window to look out into the outside world.

I didn't notice it before, but it was snowing. Making everything a crisp white, except all the people walking down the streets. Carriages drawn by horses left black marks as they traveled down the streets. In the distance, all I saw was white and trees. Frankly, I couldn't even begin to comprehend the situation. My heart rate was speeding up so fast my suit was giving me health warnings. But I couldn't bring any words to mind.

I stepped away from the window and turned to the two confused nurses behind me. I asked a question, "Who found me and where can I find them." Although it didn't sound like a question, I more or less demanded a answer.

Lily must've sensed the tone of my voice, because she responded quickly. "Twilight Sparkle, she lives in Golden Oak Library. It's the giant tree, you can't miss it."

At this point, I kinda just went dark. My mind stuck in a endless loop of questions that I couldn't bother to dig myself out of. I mumbled a quick thanks, and started walking down the empty halls in a hopeless attempt of finding my own way out. I didn't even realized there were signs pointing towards the exit.

Turning down a hall, my thoughts were broken by several men dressed in bright yellow armor.

"There he is!" One of the men yelled.

The entire squad turned and aimed Crossbows at me.

On natural instinct, I raised my helmet and flicked my wrist. A Green-ish plasma sword shot out of a device on my wrist. I had every intent on killing the men if they attempted to harm me. It would be justified self-defense in my case. Then I tried to look at things their way. A deranged creature of no origins was stomping through the Hospital of this peaceful village. I deactivated my plasma-sword and raised my hands.

"It's surrendering?" Claimed one of the men.

"So? You know our orders." Another replied.

"But it's surrendering!" The same man complained.

"The Princess knows what she's doing." The assumed leader spoke, before ordering. "FIRE!"

At that point, five Crossbow bolts flew down the hall and made contact with brutal efficiency. But it didn't matter, the five Bolts bounced off of my suits energy shields and fell to the floor. At this point, I felt justified to repay the favor. But was stopped by a terrified look on the face of one of the men.

Harming any of the people here will just make it harder to get answers. I need to prevent myself from becoming the Monster that everyone thinks I am.

So I turned and jumped out the second story window.

I'm augmented, my natural legs were replaced with highly advanced metal versions. So the fall was nothing. My suit made the fall survivable by itself anyway. I hit the ground with a thud, before standing and walking down the back alley like it was nothing. I could hear the men yelling at each other. But their cries of failure disappeared when I stepped onto a public road. I lowered my helmet and look around the area.

As I watched a horse drawn carriage stroll past me, it's driver covered head to toe in snow gear. Only then did the cold began to seep in, and with my face being the only thing revealed to it all, it hit me pretty hard. I considered raising my helmet, but with the reception I got from the two nurses, I decided against it. I took a look around for the sake of familiarizing myself, then focused on spotting the giant tree.

As quickly as I expected, I saw the giant tree over a distant building. Looking behind me, I figured I outta leave now rather than later. So I began walking down the road.

I had a plan. For as simple and easy as it might've been, it was something to keep me busy.

Far from home

Far from any help.

I started looking at everyone I walked past. I felt out of place. This wasn't home.

Far from it actually.