Anon the AME pilot

>You are Anon.

>for reasons that neither you nor your friend understand, you where dragged kicking and screaming into the world of equines.

>you remember falling from trees and trying to activate jet thrusters before you hit the ground.

>oh yes, You where also the proud owner of an A.M.E

>An Artificially Intelligent, mechanized exoskeleton

>basicly like one of those suits from that hit video game HALO that was popular oh so many years ago.

>It even came with an AI like the halo suits did except these didn't wear out. with the cost to keep a solider alive on the battlefield the government decided that grunts fought harder and lived longer if they had a friend encouraging them from inside the suit.

>the benefits of these AI's also reduced the likelihood of PTSD under fire and makes the solider want to stay on tour longer.

>it was also a tool that helped manage the body in times of stress. long story short... Halo and dues ex had a baby and it grew up to kick ass.

>Your A.M.E AI was unoriginal called Amy, you liked her.

>even during the darkest times shit was always funny with her around.

>Some grunts gave their AI a really sultry female voice or a sexy tsundere AI or a dude.

>It was fully customisable, yours?

>you programmed her to have a black ghetto chick's voice.

>"Oh hell nah honey Ky'rish dropships sneakin' on yo six. fuck'um up baby"

>"Oh this nigga got all fucked up.. "

>"Ex-CUSE me Anon, why yo checkin' out that skinny white chicks ass, mine not good 'nough fo you?"

>You where never bored, which was good because you where fighting the Ky'rish, a hostile alien race, and their favourite tactic was to teleport directly into your camps and cause mass destruction. you needed to be on constant alert which Amy helped you with.

>Your job was to keep other grunts fighting, you where a medic.

>A combat medic you liked to remind people

 

>You where armed and EXTREMELY dangerous. Your arsenal was the standard 7.62 anti Ky'rish rifle, plasma shield, Fucking god damn jets for quick evac of injured personal. a medical doctorate and three years on the front lines.

>a grunt once asked you why a piece of paper saying you could fix someone's sniffles was a weapon. but later when you where standing over that very same grunt cutting his chest apart with ease to get at the Ky'rish parasite that burrowed into his lungs he promptly withdrew his statement between sobs and begging for his mommy.

>You nobody's bitch as Amy would politely remind you

>life was good, the war was going your way and you where looking forward to some R&R back in reserves

>And then the bloody Ky'rish showed up again in a blinding flash and then you found yourself falling from trees.

>you must have been blown sky-fucking-high by something.

>branches hit you as you fell to the ground and when your head collided with the ground not even the soft padding of your helmet helped you escape going concussed and blacking out.

 

>you awoke some time later from your sleep by Amy yelling at you.

>"Baby c'mon dis ain't funny yo. get you sweet ass up. black people are supposed to die first not yo cracker ass."

"5 more minutes Amy..."

>"Ah hell nah i aint waiting around just 'cos you need yo beauty sleep, get those legs working solider."

>You stand up and look over your surroundings.

>overgrown green/blueish grass and sick trees.

"I don't think we're in Kansas anymore."

>"You just hold up sweetie, i'll get us an update on our location."

>Amy jokes around but she knows when it's time to get serious.

"Anything?"

>"Not unless the Ky'rish took out every fuckin' satellite in the sky, uplink fail."

"Well fuck."

>"Today is off to a good start."

"Ok lets get a sit rep Amy. start with the suit."

>"You got it suger, Power at 76%, minor armour damage to; Chest, back, Waist, neck, head, Shit bitch did you have to make my job so hard just land on your legs next time... left upper leg, left lower leg, right upper leg and major armour damage to right lower leg.

"That's every single piece!"

>"Nah your crotch piece is fine."

"Thank Christ."

 

>"Pneumatics are fine honey, and so is the left jet, but yo' haven't cleaned the right one in weeks, that shit don't clean it'self."

"Oh get off my case women, ammo?"

>"What ammo nigga, you don't even have a gun."

>You whip around behind you to look for it and see nothing in the grass or in the trees you fell from.

"Shit."

>"At the very least we can get a look where we are. i aint getting lost in a forest when it gets dark."

"Oh you'll be fine Amy."

>"But if you get fucked up then who's gunna' pilot me?"

"Huh good point, ok fire boosters lets see what's above the trees."

>the engines roar to life and you feel your body strain as you are lifted into the sky.

>your body breaks through the canopy and your eyes adjust to the blinding light of the sun.

>you have exactly two seconds to enjoy the sight before Amy screams

>"OH SHIT NIGGA, DUCK!"

>A force slams into you and you are thrown back into the trees and ground.

>thankfully no blackout this time.

>"Yo, Anon. you al'ight?"

"What hit me? concussion round?"

>"a fucking horse."

"It certainly felt like it."

>"No look down, cracker."

>Lying on top of you is a blue equine with wings and a rainbow mane.

"Huh.."

 

>you push the pony off you and she rolls onto her back and wings letting out a pained yelp and softly crying but you can tell she is trying to hold it back.

>"Ah shit Anon, what you do?!"

"I didn't do anything! she crashed into me."

>"This ain't going to hold in a fucking court anon and i ain't goin' back to jail, powering boosters."

"Will you calm down Amy i'm sure i can fix her."

>you reach over and place a hand on her chest.

"hey, can you hear me?"

>"she dead nigga, we gotta bounce baby."

"shud'up. hey, are, you, ok?"

>The pony shakes her head still holding her eyes closed in pain and trying to nurse her legs and wing at the same time.

>"Yo man, you not questioning why she just answered you?"

"No, not right now i'm more concerned about her wings and legs."

>"Her?"

>you point at her vagina.

"Ok we need to get airborne again, see where she came from maybe we can find some help in that direction."

>"We are just going to find the po-po."

"Just do it Amy."

>you burst up through the trees sans one flying blue pony crashing into you, in the distance you see a mighty castle on the side of a mountain but it's at the very least a few hours flight.

>much closer just at the edge of the forest you see a small town.

>it'll have to do.

 

"Ok we are taking her to that town at the edge."

>you drop down by the pony's side and tilt her head to you, she opens her eyes and stares at your steel composite visor.

"I'm taking you to the town near this forest, ok?"

>she tries to look at your eyes would be, but your visor hides your face completely.

>All your training says you shouldn't really move someone like this, especially if you don't know how bad it is.

>the only problem is she's a horse and not a human, you don't know what the fuck you're dealing with.

>you pick her up anyway and fly with ease over the treetops clearing the forest in only a few minutes

>as you fly over the town you spot all the inhabitants are equines just like her, some unicorns and some without wings or horns.

>"i still say this is a bad idea."

>in all honesty, this place feels safe. you just feel massively guilty for breaking this ponies limbs.

>She did exactly fuck all to you.

>you spot what looks like the town center and you land straight in the middle of town.

"HELLO SOMEONE PLEASE HELP US THIS PONY IS HURT!" you yell at the terrified crowd.

>Amy makes a cough noise.

>"sub·tle  (sŭt′l) adj. sub·tler, sub·tlest"

>"1.So slight as to be difficult to detect or describe; elusive: a subtle smile."

"Will you shut up Amy i know what i'm doing."

"I hope.."

>The ponies are looking at you confused, on one hand "scary monster aahhh." but on the other, "he's asking for help and holding rainbow dash."

>not a moment later a purple pony dashes through the crowd and spots you.

"Please help, i don't know what to do."

>"Oh Celestia, is she ok?"

"No she's hurt badly, her legs and wing are possibly broken and she's in a lot of pain."

>She looks at you.

 

>you can see something behind those eyes, scorn, hate, judgement, love care and fear.

>maybe not at fear of you, but fear for her friend.

>She points a hoof behind you.

>"We need to get her to fluttershy's follow me."

>with a jet assisted burst of speed you bolt down towards a a small cottage near the edge of town.

>When you arrive the purple unicorn with wings teleports inside and you can hear a startled scream

>"Increasing audio range." Amy says as your suit's microphone boosts in power enough for you to hear the other side of the door.

"Thanks doll."

>"Oh no i know yo didn't just call me doll." you can clearly picture her snapping her fingers if she had any.

"Shhh, listening..."

>"...she's outside, this weird creature carried her here, ignore it, i'll deal with the creature, you help Rainbow."

>you can barely hear the other creature wishing Twilight to be careful.

>The door opens with magic (odd.) and "Rainbow" flies out your arms with in a purple glow. (even odder.)

>Rainbow lets out a pained yelp again and you cringe hopping the damage you caused won't be too bad to teh poor thing.

>The door closes behind "Twilight" and you're left alone with her, looking like she could charge you at any time.

>"You and I need to talk." she says talking a step forward with each word.

"Boosters, Amy."

>"What?"

>it's all Twilight can say before your jets scream into the sky.

>you head back to the forest where you landed to look over the situation.

>running didn't help it, and you'll deal with that when it comes to it.

>IF it comes to it.

>if you can find a way home before that happens then the only mark you'll have left on this small town will have been injuring a small cute pony and shocking some townfolk

>you can live with that.