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Finding Equestria (an air force brony fanfic!)


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After months of hard work, FInding Equestria is finally out! Thanks to those who helped me along, even though sometimes i've wanted to quit.

 

Without further adue, I present

 

Finding Equestria Chapter One!

 

 

Chapter one: A strange beginning.

 

Today was the day! Today all the training I went through would pay off. Three days ago I had received my letter of acceptation to the A.E.C more formally known as the Air Elite Core. Without another thought, I was well dressed with my uniform in top condition. If I was going to the elite core, I was going to be the jewel of the flight. Luckily I had left my keys in my pocket, and I was in the car in no time. The car wasn’t the best, but she and I had been through hell and back. The engine reluctantly started and I stomped pedal to the floor! Within minutes I’d be at the air force base, and there’d be an AC-130 waiting to pick me up. Soon after I had passed the gate into the air base, I saw the plane glittering like a divine wing sent straight from heaven. Driving my car across the tarmac, I soon realized that all of the personnel were lined up for me, all saluting. The Major stood at the off-load ramp of the plane and smiled. I got out of the car ready to shake his hand and was met with a hug. “You did well kid, the skies are waiting!” With that he led me onto the plane and strapped me in. All I could do was beam and probably look fairly stupid doing it. The Major left without another word, and waved as the off ramp closed. I could feel the life roar into the engines as the pilots willed the plane to move. The props buzzed at a steady rhythm while we taxied out onto the runway. Out my window I could barely catch a glimpse of the other personnel still saluting. All of a sudden the steady buzz of the engines bellowed in power and suffocated the sound around me. The only thing I heard for the next hour was the rhythm of the huge engines, but I didn’t care. I loved it. The ride felt amazing. Although the plane was a large and empty cold and metallic chamber I felt something only a pilot would feel. The window allowed me to see the gorgeous puffy clouds that shined bright pink and purple with the light of the rising sun. With this peace I found myself drifting off to sleep with the steady drone of the engines. After what seemed like a quick doze I landed. About twelve minutes later, the door across from me opened. And a bright face popped in. “Hi there newbie!” he said. “Hi there” I replied. “So if it isn’t Mr. Goody Two Shoes, the straight A student?” he said. “that’s me” I replied again, careful not to step out of line. “Well if you don’t want to go back to the base, you might as well step off the plane.” I quickly unbuckled the seatbelt and followed the man outside the plane and was immediately met with a huge tarmac of helicopters, planes, jets, and even rockets. “Welcome to AEC base 2. Home of the meanest war fighters America has got to offer.” “Of course you aren’t any exception, you are the guy I want covering my ass when I get blown out of the sky, you are incredible newbie!” he said. “It’s Travis” I steadily replied “Yeah sure thing Jack” he said quickly. We were walking toward a hanger larger than any structure I had ever seen before. The guy introduced me to a couple of planes and then showed me which one I was going to fly. “Wait…now?” I said. “ Yes now!” “ A war fighter needs to be ready at the drop of a hat bucko, lets see what you got!” He introduced me to the plane and pulled out a secret compartment from the side of the command controls. In his hand he held a small piece of a cut stone. It glowed an eerie purple and almost acted like a magnet with small pieces of it orbiting the larger rock. “This is the key to all war fighters.” “This precious piece of rock always gives us the supplies we need.” He explained. “Watch”. He took the stone and closed his eyes. Next thing I knew, a small amount of stuffed teddy bears littered the ground around us. I looked at him in suspicion. “Hey what’s wrong with toys?” he smirked as he tossed me the rock. I waited a few moments and thought as hard as I could about a glass of ice cold Coke (considering I was on duty, I couldn’t have had a lot more fun with it.) and sure enough, a small coke bottle, wet with condensation was right at my feet. “Well enough of that, lets get you into the plane!” “Wait, I never caught your name.” I said. “Call me Mike!” “okay mike, what do I need to do?” “Just run a test flight and get used to the controls!” “simple enough” I responded while I hopped into the plane. The cockpit was very comfortable. The controls were almost like they had been custom made for me, and the best part was that all the strange new gadgets that were on this plane came easy to me. I started up the engines and I could tell this plane had power. Looking closer at the controls this plane had ALOT of power! Taxiing to the runway took forever, probably because I had never been so excited to get back in the air. Finally I reached the runway, and I could see all ten-thousand feet of asphalt ahead of me. I gunned the engines and the plane shot forward. In no time I was up in the air soaring faster than I ever imagined. A garbled voice came through my headset, “how’s the plane goin’ for ya?” Mike said. “MMffmf” I tried replying but with the G-forces and the head wear I had on, it was pretty impossible to talk. “Alright, have fun, I’ll tell you when its time to come down.” Mike chimed through the radio. That was all the motivation I needed. I reached for the after burners until I was so high I could only see black and down below me a bright blue planet peacefully drifted through the nothingness. All of a sudden the plane lurched and the engines hit top speed. “Wait? What’s going on??” I tried saying through my coverings. We were leaving the atmosphere, going faster and faster until I couldn’t move or breath. Soon my vision became blurry and all that I saw were the dimming lights of the cockpit slowly fading away. It felt like I was passed out for about three seconds, but the bright and colorful planet looming in the distance told me otherwise. “OH GOD” I yelped! Desperately trying to reach Mike again, I fumbled with all the radio frequencies. But instead of finding Mike, I got a dead radio. The planet got closer and closer. I looked around the dying GPS, and saw a tiny white dot, that was me. Then I saw an arrow pointing towards earth. I checked the graph and it found the arrow to be over one-trillion miles away. “WELL GREAT, JUST GREAT!” I gunned the throttle and nothing happened. I tried again and again, still nothing happened. Finally I pushed the button for the afterburners….BAD IDEA. I shot toward the planet at over Seven hundred miles per hour. Instead of the planet slowly getting closer, well…I think you’d understand how fast it came at me. I pulled the joystick up as hard as I could, just clearing the planet’s atmosphere. “Why haven’t I burned up yet?” I wondered. Soon I soared across huge forests and large fields that seemed to be…Inhabited? Loosing altitude fast as my plane lost thrust from the last burn, I attempted to make an emergency landing. I came in to hot, and ended up crashing straight into the ground. Again, everything went black. This time It felt like I had slept a century. Groggily I opened my eyes and saw the blurry figure of a bright pink pony with huge curious eyes say “HI THERE!”

Chapter 2 COMING SOON!!!

 

 

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  • 2 months later...

Okay I know it's been months and months since I updated, but life is one hell of a fight. Sorry to all who have been waiting on chapter two!


WE PACK THE GEAR TO SERVE IN THE 

 

                            E.A.C

 

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  • 3 months later...

This marine approves. A lot. Well done airman, however it seems a bit... formal, but as an aviator I especially like the part where the main character lights the fires.


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“War must be, while we defend our lives against a destroyer who would devour all; but I do not love the bright sword for its sharpness, nor the arrow for its swiftness, nor the warrior for his glory. I love only that which they defend.” 
― J.R.R. TolkienThe Two Towers
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