Yo it’s me again. Here with another chapter, this time I had a pre reader, so any grammer mistakes I may have had are no longer present.

“So you were skydiving off an airplane…” I recite, trying to understand the story Jaycee had just told me. He nods, “Into a Russian base…” He nods again, “With Till I Collapse blaring through your IPod?”

“Yeah, the Army in whatever universe I was in didn’t care about non-regulation stuff. I used a Desert Eagle for my sidearm.” He grins, proudly showing off the holstered weapon, “They pretty much just said; okay, here are the bad guys, now kill them all!”

“Nice man, that’s a sick story! How did you get the nickname Axe?” I ask him, Dash also looking quite curious.

“Oh yeah, my first kills.” He says, grinning a bit, “There were three guys on a Cliffside, Mako and Fox were pinned, so it was all up to me. I snuck up from behind to realize that I had no gun or knife!” He chuckles a bit at this, “So I grab a nearby woodcutter’s axe and begin to sneak up behind them. Lemme tell you, axes fuck people up pretty bad. I sunk the thing into the first one’s back, ripping through his spine, and then I killed the other two with ease. Sooo much blood.” He says, clearly shocked at his own recollection, “ Another reason they call me Axe is, well, in addition to a regulation knife, I also carry a lightweight tomahawk for CQC.”

“G-Geez man, that’s pretty harsh.” Dash seems scared of Jaycee now, her eyes projecting fear.

“Calm down Dashie, he’s not gonna hurt you, right Jay?” I ask him, trying to comfort Rainbow Dash.

“Yeah, course not.” He answers in a surprised tone, “I only kill the bad guys. I don’t kill cartoon ponies, jeez.”

“See Dashie, nothing to worry about!” I say in a comforting tone, “Now, while that story was pretty badass, I’ve got a story for you about my journey here.”

---One Hour Later- --Time: 9:00—

“…And then you crashed out back.” I finish my story. I had glossed over details such as me and Dashie’s kiss, but the story was, for the most part, 100% true.

“So wait, lemme get this straight.” Jaycee begins, clearly confused, “There’s no bacon here?”

“Seriously dude?” I say with an unamused glare, “Cut the shit.”

“Okay fine, now seriously.” He begins again, looking a tad more serious, “You and her? You’re with a pony?”

“Yeah, you got a problem? She means a lot to me, so fuck off.” I say defensively.

“Okay, okay. Sheesh, some people.” His says in a sarcastic tone, “But you also said something about a concert. What’s that about?” At this point Rainbow Dash jumps into the conversation, her first time to speak in awhile.

“He’s having this super cool concert with lights and lasers and really big speakers! It’s gonna be so cool!” She gushes, “Almost as cool as the Wonderbolts!”

“Wonderbolts?” He asks, confused again.

“Basically their version of the Blue Angels. They’re a group of elite pegasi who perform awesome stunts, though none of them can top Dash’s Sonic Rainboom.” I tousle her mane.

“Okay, so you have magic.” I nod as he runs through what understands, “Pegasus ponies can fly,” Dash nods, “Unicorns can do magic too,” I nod again, “Alicorns are really rare and the only two known are the rulers of the rulers of Equestria; Princess Luna and Princess Celestia.”

“Yup, you’ve got that down, you’ll learn the rest as you go.” I smile and give my friend a pat on the back.

“Whatever man, this shit is hard.” He says, “Still better than Earth though, I fucking hated school.”

“Yeah man, me too.” I sigh, remembering all that shit, “I’m so glad I ended up here.” I suddenly realize something, “Holy shit, I just thought of something. Jaycee, were you wishing you could leave Earth the night before you left?”

“Yeah, I was thinking about …MW3!” The thought hits him hard, “Dude, were you wishing you could go here?”

“Yeah, I was in a really bad place before I left.” I frown, remembering why my life sucked, “Were you wishing you could leave to somewhere else while the plane was crashing?”

“Yeah, somewhere more…Peaceful.” He just stands there, stunned. Before long, a smile appears on his face, “I-I think this is the place I was looking for. Too bad the others didn’t make it.”

“What?” Dash asks, having never heard of Fox, Mako, and Hunter’s deaths.

“My pals; Fox, Mako, and Hunter.” He explains, “We were all around the same age and we stuck together. They died in that crash, crushed under the weight of the plane.” He grips his necklace, which upon closer inspection is really just a few dogtags.

“Jeez man, that stinks.” She says, now feeling bad for my friend, “I don’t know what I’d do if I lost any of my friends.”

“It’s fine. I guess…I guess this really is a new start.” He states, “Hope I don’t end up getting fucked over.”

“Don’t worry man, this place is way better than Earth.” I state happily, “You should totally get to know everypony, but how…” I scratch my head, searching for an idea, “I got it! You could do a sort of guest thing for my concert! I’ll just give you a brief introduction, then you can go into the crowd to party and see my setup I’ve got going.”

“What are you playing? Rock? Rap?”

“Nah, mainly house and electro.” I explain, “Here, I’ll play a mix of my own right here, right now.”

“Okay then, let’s see this.” He crosses his arms, seemingly challenging me.

“One sec, gotta get the computer.” I run into my computer room, which I have transformed gradually into a sort of recording room. I’ve got a few cheap modules sitting on the desk by my laptop, as they are fun and easy to use. I grab my laptop, a speaker, my new headphones, and a launchpad-esque device that lets me play quick clips of songs (usually no more than five seconds long). I run back out into the living room where everyone is sitting to set up. It only takes me a second to set up, with Dashie looking particularly excited.

“Check this shit out.” I say, smiling, “Imma throw a rough beat together, and then add a few clips. Just a little mash up.

The intro begins to play; the opening beat from Cthulhu Sleeps. I play that beat for the original duration, then set it on loop. I kick in a vocal line from Raise Your Weapon, then add a looping instance of the phrase ‘Are you ready for the Ruffneck Bass?’ which gradually gets louder and louder over the course of two more loops. I grin, tapping my foot the beat. I begin to launch my hand across the launchpad, hitting buttons and blasting out different drop lines.

ARE YOU READY FOR THE RUFFNECK BASS!?!

Then the bass drops as I switch it up, I drop the bass from Sick Bubblegum, then merge it with the bass from Father Said. I mix a little bit of Raise Your Weapon’s bassline into the mix. It’s a blast mixing, especially when it turns out THIS good! I look over to see Rainbow Dash dancing to the music wildly, hell even Jaycee is moving a bit. Eventually I slow down and end the song. I take off my headphones and look over to Dash and Jaycee, who give approving grins.

“Dude that was really cool, where the hell did you learn to do that shit?” He asks, stupefied at my ability. I ponder the question for a second. Sure I’m good, but since when am I a hardcore version of Madeon?

“Dude, I really don’t know. I’m not usually that kickass.” I explain with Dashie walking over to me, smiling, “But that was pretty kickass! I actually might do a little freestyle mixing at the concert if it turns out that awesome.”

“You totally should! That was sooo cool!” Dashie says, squishing her cheeks together for added effect.

“Not as cool as you.” I say, prompting her to blush, “Come on though, are you both coming to my concert?”

“Yeah, sure. That was pretty sweet and hearing some pro level songs with lights will totally be awesome.” Jaycee says, “Wait, have you even shown the ponies rap yet?”

“No, hey we should totally show Dash rap!” I say, already on youtube looking up a great rap song.

“What’s rap?” Dash asks, “Is it like rock?”

“No, nothing like rock.” Jaycee explains, “Just…Listen. I can’t really explain it.”

I press play on the first video, starting the opening beat. After a little bit, the song begins in full swing.

(Listen to this)

It's just ten percent luck

Twenty percent skill

Fifteen percent concentrated power of will

Five percent pleasure

Fifty percent pain

And a hundred percent reason to remember the name

The song continues as Mike raps. Dash and Jaycee are vibing to the beat; Dash appears to feel the energy of the track as Mike begins his verse.

He doesn't need his name up in lights

He just wants to be heard whether it's the beat or the mic

He feels so unlike everybody else, alone

In spite of the fact that some people still think that they know him

But fuck em'

He knows the code

It's not about the salary

It's about reality and makin' some noise

Makin' the story

Makin' sure his clique stays up

That means when he puts it down Tak's pickin' it up

She cringes at the F-word, but she vibes throughout the rest of the song, even singing the chorus. Guess she likes that.

“That was cool, I feel like I can take on the Wonderbolts now! And win!” She states, excited.

“Hey Danny, would it be cool if I slept in your house for a bit? Just until I get some cash?” He asks me, “I could sleep in your dad’s old room, kay?”

“Yeah, sure man.” I tell him, “You got any spare clothes?”

“Yeah, me and the guys kept all of our personal belongings in the cases in the back of the plane.” Jay explains, moving towards the door.

“’Kay, then get your shit and we’ll talk then.” I tell him before he walks out of the house, “So what’s up Dash? You gonna stay here tonight?”

“Yeah! Totally! I’ve been waiting to be able to spend some more time with you!” She says, smiling, “Could we watch a movie?”

“Sure, what genre?” I ask, leaving her with a confused look, “What kind of movie? Horror, action, romance?”

“Well, I did kinda like that horror movie, even though it was kinda scary.” She says, “But don’t you dare put on anything like that August Underground movie. I really don’t want to see anything like that.”

“Neither do I. So, horror it is!” I announce, “Lemme go pick something out.”

I walk over to the DVD rack once again, thinking over the movie’s available to movie. My dad was a horror freak; he loved all of those old horror movies, and all of the new ones. Saw? Still a no-go. The Strangers? Nope. Closer, but still no. [Rec]? Yeah, freaky and bloody, but still not too bloody for RD. Wait, it’s in Spanish, but who the fuck cares!

“So…Here’s the movie. [REC].” I tell Dash, who looks at the DVD fearfully, “It’s pronounced R-E-C.”

“Looks scary.” She states, “But…It’ll be fine as long as you’re here.” She says this in almost a whisper, inching closer to me with every word. I put the DVD into the player, but I don’t turn on the TV.

“Yeah, I won’t let anything hurt you.” I say, wrapping my arms around her, “I’ll fight to the death if necessary to protect you.”

“Thanks, that really means a lot to me.” She says softly, “Somepony who’s as loyal to me as I am to everypony.”

“Yeah, I guess.” I start, trying to change the subject before it gets too awkward, “So, you hungry?”

“Yeah, can I have some bagels?” She jumps at the question, “With cream cheese?”

“Yeah, sure!” I nearly laugh at her enthusiasm, “Can you listen to this song for me, though?” I motion for her to come over to my laptop.

“Yeah, what’s up?” She walks over to the cheap table I have my laptop set up at.

“There’s this song that I wanna play while I’m walking through the crowd up to the stage.” I explain my idea for the concert, “Can you preview it for me, not sure yet if it’s a good idea.”

“Okay then, let’s hear it!” Dash sits down on the couch as I press play on Love Automatic’s Nightmare. She closes her eyes and begins to go into a semi-trance, then moves a bit as the song’s beat drops. Once the song ends, she opens her eyes and looks at me.

“That was really cool!” Dash nearly yells, “You should totally play that! Is that gonna be on the Vinyl?”

“Nah, just a live thing. The lights aren’t gonna be as crazy, probably just gonna use a basic loop for the strobes.” I tell her, “I’m gonna make some food now!” Must have MEAT!

I walk back into the kitchen and get out the bagel, put it into the toaster, and set out the plates, bowls, and cups for both me and Dashie. I take out a few slices of deli ham and place the slices onto a submarine bun. I proceed to put mustard and some sliced cheese on the bun, finishing my favorite dish. I pour some water (Twilight came by for a visit and somehow managed to magically activate the use of running water in my pipes.) into the two cups and some pretzels into the bowls. Once the bagel’s done, I finish that too. I hear the door open as I put the items onto the plates, Jaycee stepping in with a rather large trunk in his hands.

“What’s that?” I ask him, “Clothes?”

“Yeah, that’s pretty much it.” He states, “The other guys had picture albums of their families, maybe a cell phone.”

“Oh, okay then. Well, do you want anything to eat?” I ask him, “Me and Dashie are gonna watch [REC].”

“Yeah, do you have any of those uncrustables?” He asks.

“Seriously dude?” I ask him, chuckling a bit.

“Yeah, those things are awesome!” He states in a defensive tone, “And what the fuck is [REC]?”

“A horror movie; a really scary zombie movie that is most likely able to keep me and you up at night. It’s not like a normal zombie movie, as it’s filmed through a POV camera, similar to Cloverfield.”

“Oh, okay. Sounds cool, I guess I could watch it with you if you wait to start it.” He states.

“Will do, you changing?” I ask him.

“Actually, I was thinking shower.” He answers.

“Whatever, I’ll just talk to Dash I guess.” I tell him. He nods and walks through the living room and towards the bathroom. I pick up the food, which I balance precariously, and begin walking out to the living room. I proceed to grab an uncrustable for him, unwrap it, and pour him some Pepsi.

“So Dashie, food’s on!” I say, levitating her plate and bowl in front of her. I set it down and watch her begin to inhale the bagel. She stops for a second when I sit to eye my sandwich.

“What’s that?” She asks.

“This is a ham sandwich. Yes, it is meat.” She looks shocked for a second, and then relaxes a bit.

“Um…Okay, if you like that stuff.” She says, and then continues to chow down. I hear the shower start, meaning that I probably have around five minutes to burn.

“So Dashie, I was thinking that after this concert I’ll have some money to burn…” I say, getting her attention, “I was thinking that maybe I could take you to a Wonderbolts performance.”

“Really! That would be sooooo awesome!!!” She says, “Omigoshomigosh!”

I watch as she has a little fangirl fangasm. I chuckle a bit at her excited attitude towards what I just said. Soon enough, however, she calms down enough to talk properly again.

“So, who are the Blue Angels?” Dash asks me.

“Well, remember what I told you about jets? How they’re faster that even you and really hard to fly?” I ask her as she replies with nods, “Well the Blue Angels are an elite group of jet pilots. They can fly within a few meters of each other at speeds of over three hundred miles per hour. At that speed, even a tap would mean a certain crash. It takes real skill to fly those planes.”

“I guess so, but I’m still cooler, right?” She half-asks, half-asserts.

“Heh heh, yeah Dash, you’re still cooler.” I stroke her beautiful mane.

I hear the shower stop. Damn, hasn’t even been three minutes. I wait a bit longer, just stroking Dashie’s mane as she lies on my lap. I see Jaycee walk out of the bathroom with a tired look on his face. He is wearing an Aeropostale t shirt and saggy jeans. He walks over to sit down and brofists me, sitting to my left.

“So, let’s start this shit!” He announces.

“Hey, Jaycee.” Rainbow Dash begins to talk, “Why do you swear so much? You swear even more than Danny.”

“Actually Dash, I restrain myself around you ponies. I would be blurting F bombs every ten seconds, but that doesn’t fly well here.” I explain to Dash, “Plus, he’s been through a warzone. In warzones people tend to swear quite a bit more.”

“Oh, okay. Just try to not do it so much around everypony else.” She instructs Jaycee, who responds with a nod. I grab the remote and turn on the television, which immidiatly displays the menu for [REC]. I hesitate in pressing play.

“Before I start this, you both gotta know that the movie isn’t in English. The language is Spanish with English subtitles.” The show looks of confusion, “Despite this, the movie remains a huge hit among many of its views, regardless of their main language.”

“Well, start the damn thing!” Jaycee says in a commanding tone. I press start and turn off the lights.

This movie is scary, scarier than Aliens. I’m scared while watching it, though I don’t show it. The movie is terrifying as a whole. I occasionally look over to see Jaycee staring at the screen in a shocked trance. Dashie, on the other hand, spends the majority of the movie curled of next to me. Occasionally she whimpers something. She clings to me, her eyes wide in horror. Then the movie transitions into its final scene…

The camera is smashed and the filming goes into night vision. I watch the monster roam around as Ángela and Pablo both hide from the creature. After Pablo drops the camera during his failed attempt at escape, the camera shakes and falls to the ground. I notice Ángela attempting to grab hold of the camera, and then the screams of the unseen monster are heard. Dash clings to me tightly at this point, obviously scared. The tension is extremely thick, with none of us making a sound. Then the creature screams loudly as a screaming Ángela is dragged away from the camera, screaming. The credits begin to roll and Dashie continues to cling to me, still shocked at the horror she had just witnessed.

“Wow, that was boss!” I hear Jaycee exclaim, “Dammit dude, best horror film I’ve seen in a while! Well I’m gonna go to bed now, seeya!” I hear the door to the computer room open, then I hear footsteps pounding up the stairs.

“Dashie, you okay?” She looks up at me, her face still pale in fear, “Scary?”

“Yeah, that was terrifying! I mean Alien was creepy, but that was just terrifying!” She says, still in shock from the movie’s ending, “I-I’m not sure if I’m gonna get any sleep tonight. That monster was s-scary.”

“Yeah, that was a pretty damn scary movie.” I agree, “Remember what I said though; as long as I’m here breathing, nothing with hurt you. I won’t let anything harm you Dash, not even some crazy fucking zombie.”

“I know, it’s just…” She begins, “Maybe we should just lie down, okay Danny?”

“Yeah, I’ve gotta get some sleep before that concert.” I lead Dashie into my room, her head jerking around from side to side, apparently searching for ‘monsters’.

I watch her shakily get into the bed, covering up with the sheet and blanket. It’s so cute, seeing Rainbow Dash scared. I crawl into bed with her and she immediately begins clinging to me, her heart pounding out of fear. She shuts her eyes and buries her head into my chest. I wrap my arms around her, holding her close.

“I promise that nothing will hurt you Dashie.” I whisper into her ear, “I will fight to the death to protect you, if need be.”

“B-but what if that’s not enough?” She asks me, her huge reflective eyes pointed at me. Even in near complete darkness they are easily visible, “What if it still gets me?”

“Dash, you know how much you mean to me. You know that I came back from the brink of death using sheer will.” I remind her of why I can protect her, “I’m not gonna let something hurt you, I’ll bring him down with me. I will protect you, you are my everything.”

“Well, I guess…” She begins to trail off, so I move in and kiss her cheek, effectively silencing her and causing her to inhale sharply.

“You’ve seen what I can do when I get angry; I used extremely advanced magic when fighting bullies, so if I ever have to fight for your life, I sure as hell ain’t gonna lose.”

“I guess you’re right, but I’m still a little scared.” I feel her head dig into my chest. I rest my head on hers, still holding her tightly.

“I love you Dashie.” I whisper into her ear.

“I love you too Danny.” I hear her say back.

I am relieved to see her finally calm down as she hugs me tightly. I smile and close my eyes, drifting into a deep, peaceful sleep with Dashie in my arms. Tonight couldn’t have gone better.

I’m sorry I was late on this one, but you know how shit goes. I hope you enjoy the chapter, cheers! I would've uploaded yesterday, but FIMfiction wouldn't work for some dumb reason.