The fallen soldier

Part 20

Royalty free

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The floor squeaked beneath the weight of you and your gear. You winced and "glued" yourself to the nearby wall. You held your breath and hoped the man didn't hear you. The fire in the room crackled and brought a welcoming warmth. Luckily, it didn't broadcast your shadow in a way that would alarm any passerby.

You didn't hear the man rise from his couch, maybe the man was sleeping? You didn't want to take the chance, you pulled your 1911 from its holster and pulled the slide back. You slid closer to the door and slowly began pushing the door open. You stepped inside, and slithered behind the man.

You really would like to avoid hurting the man, maybe he'll surrender peacefully.

"I've got a .45 pointing at the back of your head, put your hands up and don't make a fuss." You pressed the barrel of your silenced handgun to the back of the man's head.

"Alright partner, let's just take this slow." He stood up and started to turn.

"Keep your hands above your head, and tell me about this house." You shook the hand holding the gun.

The man looked you in the eyes. His face was scarred and bruised, he's obviously seen his fair share of fist fights. He wore a pair of torn jeans with a red stained checkered shirt, he moved his hands, in that "calm down" sorta way.

You checked him for any guns, from a distance of course. He had a worn pump-action shotgun lying on the couch he was sitting on, and six-shooter strapped to his waist. You wanted those guns.

Mainly the shotgun, but you could sell the six-shooter for 30 silver at best.

And you could buy more ammo for your 1911 and newfound shotgun.

You didn't want to shoot the guy, but you didn't want any hassle either. Maybe a good punch would do it?

Nah.

*insert multiple silenced 1911 shots here*

The man's body recoiled as each round pierced him, he collapsed on his side. The action was loud and unnecessary, but it saved you the trouble of having to make sure he stayed quiet while you looted the place.

You hopped over the couch and grabbed the shotgun, and then you slid the six-shooter from the man's sketchy looking holster. You deposited the six-shooter in your inventory and equipped the shotgun into your 2nd Primary auxiliary slot.

You decided to loot whatever you could and check the shotgun whenever you were far away and safe. You checked the man's pockets, couple silver coins and some .357 rounds. You switched to the chests, 2 empty magazines for a Ak-47 and 39 12gauge shotgun shells. A dozen bronze coins and some other miscellaneous loot.

Scrap metal, little bottles of gunpowder, just you know. . Stuff.

You ended up loading yourself up, this house was a gold mine! AND it was only one room! Though, this is all to easy, you expected far more people to be defending this place. Maybe everyone is out do exactly what you're doing?

Which is murdering someone over guns and ammo? What happened to not hurting him?

"Ain't got time for you humanity! That guy had stuff that could've helped me far more than him!" You shoved scrap wood into your pockets and immediately set to leave the house. When suddenly . . .

"ALL PASSENGERS, WE HAVE ARRIVED AT THE CITY OF CANTERLOT, MAKE SURE YOU HAVE EVERYTHING IF YOU'RE INTENT ON DISEMBARKING."

You quickly motioned your hands, which caused a holographic screen to appear in front of you. The world seemingly froze, as you pressed "QUIT SINGLEPLAYER SURVIVAL."

The world around you disappeared completely, as if someone just turned off their TV. A small disclaimer appeared afterwords, describing the side-effects of leaving virtual reality and how long these effects would last.

The real world appeared in small cubes, you reached up and pulled the head piece off your face. You stood up and grabbed your backpack, you ignored the slight headache you had and stopped off the train and into the public train station.

People looked at you and then at your armor.

"Experimental Royal army armor." You simply made up.

They seemed to believe it and went on with their day, albeit they'd occasionally look at you. You slid your backpack onto your back and started towards a map that was placed on a wooden wall next to the ticket salesmen.

You scanned the map with your suit, and had the suit make a experimental mini-map. Your suit would watch were you walk and judge your position on the map. It wouldn't be highly accurate, but you launched the suits GPS system and set out for the castle.

You had to bring the suit's helmet up though.

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(Now, for me to describe what happened, because I lack the writing skill to describe every street in Canterlot.)

WALKING

WALKING

WALKING

WALKING

GET LOST

ASK STRANGER FOR DIRECTIONS

GET CALLED A MONSTER UNTIL YOU BRING THE HELMET DOWN

GET DIRECTIONS FROM HESITANT MAN

WALKING

WALKING

GET CONFRONTED BY ROYAL SOLDIER

ASK FOR DIRECTIONS AGAIN

GET THREATENED WITH ARREST

INSIST ON DIRECTIONS

GUARD ATTEMPTS TO APPREHEND

CALL HIM A JACKASS THEN WALK PAST HIM AS THE MAN CONTINUES TO TRY TO KNOCK YOU DOWN

LAUGH AS THE ATTEMPTS DO NOTHING

MUMBLE SHIT WHENEVER THE GUARD CALLS MORE GUARDS OVER

POLITELY ASK THEM IF THEY KNOW ANYTHING ABOUT POWER ARMOR

GET TOLD NO

EXPLAIN TO THEM WHAT POWER ARMOR IS AND WHY YOU MUST SEE THE PRINCESS

EXPLANATION IS APPARENTLY TERRIBLE AS THE GUARDS THINK YOU'RE TRYING TO ASSASSINATE CELESTIA

IMMEDIATELY INSIST THEIR ACCUSATION IS WRONG AND RE-EXPLAIN REASON, BUT WITH A MORE COMPLICATED EXPLANATION

GUARDS HUDDLE UP AND TALK

TURN INVISIBLE AND SLIP AWAY

WALKING THROUGH ALLYS

TURN ACTIVE-CAMO OFF

WALK THROUGH STREETS

ATTEMPT TO USE GPS TO GET AROUND

SET COURSE FOR CASTLE

END UP AT A DOUGHNUT RESTAURANT

DOUGHNUT BREAK

SET COURSE FOR CASTLE

END UP AT CASTLE GATES

GET CONFRONTED BY GUARDS AGAIN

ONE GUARD RECOGNIZES YOU

MUMBLE "SHIT" AGAIN

GUARDS YELLS AND POINTS AT YOU

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"That's the thing that resisted arrest earlier! Get em'!"

"I'm human people! It's just power armor! We've gone over this!"

"Silence creature! You won't lay a finger on our princess!" The guards rushed forward.

They drew their swords and shields. They took up positions that were unknown to you. Men started pouring out of the stone towers built on the sides of the gates and onto the stone overlook. The men drew crossbows and aimed at you.

This was one hell of a reaction.

"Uhh. . . . I'm friendly?" You took a step back, these guys were seemingly well trained, and you were outnumbered 1 to 100.

The soldiers on ground suddenly moved aside, allowing a more, larger soldier dressed in very expensive looking armor and wielding a large metal sword to pass through. He approached you and spoke.

"Alien! Cease your pathetic attack and surrender! Or my blade shall be drenched in your blood!" He heaved the sword onto his shoulder and stared at you with his stoic eyes.

"But I ain't doing anything! Just ask Celestia! She's expecting me!" You point at the metal gate.

"Cease your lies! I've heard enough! My blade will feast on your flesh!" He rushed towards you at a surprising pace and swung his sword in a horizontal fashion.

You stepped back in time as the blade swung by, you looked the man in the eyes, "You're fucking crazy!!!"

"No." He pushed the eyepiece down on his helmet, "I'm just defending the crown."

He raised his blade and swung again.

You jumped to the side, and fell onto your butt.

"You're starting to piss me off! You really won't like the 'other' me!" You rolled to the side as the sword came crashing down.

"Come on! Rethink this!" You sidestepped another swing.

"Stop running and face me!" The burley man yelled.

"It's called dodging! Now I'm going to give you till five!"

He swung again.

"4!"

He swung again.

"3!

He swung again.

"Fuck it!"

He swung again.

You rolled to your left and summoned your plasma blade.

"You people aren't very FUCKING nice!"

The man laughed, "That's more like it! Give me a fight!" He brought the sword up and brought it down on you.

You did a fancy spinning maneuver, you turned, and brought your plasma sword up into his sword as it came down. It sliced his sword in half, leaving a huge hunk of not slicing worthy metal. This appeared to anger him greatly.

The man turned to use what was left as a club, but was met with a kick powerful enough to send a modern car flying into the air WHILE doing spins.

( Ever play Crisis 2? Ever power kicked a car? That's a perfect example of how powerful the kick was. )

The hefty man immediately lost his lunch, and went flying back several feet. Surprisingly, he survived the kick, the kick shoulda been powerful enough to collapse his chest. You figured he had magical armor or something.

You turned and faced the crowd of sword bearing soldiers.

You raised your helmet.

You pulled your SMG from your hip and pulled the bolt back.

You activated your suits shield system, a faint green color appeared over you entire suit. It got brighter as your shields charged to it max limit, then disappeared entirely.

You pointed the SMG at the guards, they instinctively raised their metal shields.

A breath was drawn as your finger slowly squeezed the trigger.

"STAND DOWN." Yelled a very uniquely loud voice.

*INSERT GUNFIRE HERE*

Author's Notes:

Hey!

(Gonna act like it hasn't been 12 days since the last update)

Sorry if you guys woulda like a more detailed chapter. I didn't have any interest in writing the confrontations with the guards. Also, what did you think of my little action scene?

Secondly, how would you feel about another story that takes place in the virtual reality? It's still gonna star Anderson, but it'll have guest characters. A written more detailed-ish example is the first part of this chapter.

example

Chapter 999999

Game-ZAMBIE LAND

PLAYERS- Anderson AND Rainbow
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Basic chapter plot
Anderson and Rainbow survive in a virtual zombie apocolypse! Corny one liners! Action! Detailed-ish head explosions! Lots a guns! Bandits! Humanity questioning! Romance!?

ZOMBIES!

Games vary