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- >you are Swift Justice
- >a 'grunt' in the royal guard
- >you march in formation along your brothers and sisters in the guard
- >you were ordered to take back ponyville
- >"is about time we made it. we have been marching for hours"
- >you look to the guard next to you
- "yeah no kidding. my hooves are killing me"
- >the voice of the captain cut your conversation short
- >"formation halt"
- >the march comes to an end
- >has something blocked the road?
- >you can see the top of the city over the rows of fellow guards
- >but you cant see ahead of them, there are just too many ponies to get a clear view
- >then suddenly a voice comes from the air
- >its loud and demanding of obedience
- >"THIS CITY IS UNDER THE CONTROL OF THE REICH, ANY INTERVENTION WILL BE SEEN AS A HOSTILE ACT AND WE WILL DEFEND OURSELVES!"
- >the Reich?
- "whats the Reich?"
- >the guards around you all have the same answer
- >they have no idea
- >your captain shouts again back to whatever is blocking your way
- >"We have orders to take back the city in the name of the princesses! return to your homes this is royal business!"
- >are they really defending that ruined city from you?
- >a guard leans over to you
- >"i thought we were here to fight griffons? why are ponies blocking us?"
- "ponies?"
- >"yeah its a bunch of ponies blocking our way. with some weird looking carriages around them"
- "i cant see a darn thing from here."
- >the voice from before comes back
- >"I am lord manos. this city belongs to the Reich, the princesses have no authority here"
- >lord manos?
- >he is in charge of something calling itself 'the Reich'?
- >you hear ponies unsheathing their weapons in the front of you
- >you quickly follow suit
- >the captain gives one last chance for them to back away
- "are we really going to fight our own?!"
- >"i-i don't know. i didn't join the guard to attack equestrians"
- >none of you did
- >you joined to keep everypony safe
- >you need to know whats going on
- "whats happening damn it?!"
- >with all the sounds of weapons and armor being readied you are unable to hear the captain
- >but whatever he said seems to have offended manos
- >"take heed soldier. you are threatening a foreign leader, another threat or act of aggression will be considered an act of war and you will be fired upon"
- >foreign leader?
- >fired upon?!
- "what is happening here?! what foreigners are we going up against?"
- >one of your sisters in the guard speaks up
- >"my brother told me that the crystal kingdom renamed itself. i had no idea that they decided they were no longer equestrian though!"
- "so are we fighting crystal ponies?"
- >"no those are definitely not crystal ponies. at least. not all of them"
- >WHY CANT YOU SEE ANYTHING!?
- >"i assure you, war is something you do not desire with our Reich"
- >no kidding, who would go out of their way to WANT a war
- >and why are ponies so willing to fight each other now?
- >has the world gone mad?!
- >there is a moment of silence, then the captain gives you orders
- >"march forward, they will move aside once we get close enough! we have our orders now follow them!"
- >you and your fellows all give a resounding "yes sir!" as you begin your slow advance
- >even though you cannot see the enemy you can feel the tension in the air
- "Sisters of the sun and moon, protect us..."
- >you close your eyes for just a brief moment
- >then Manos' voice returns, almost happy about your decision
- >"then you have decided your fates.."
- >not a second after you hear those words, something explodes next to you
- >you turn to check on your brothers
- >where they were standing is a large crater filled with shattered armor and crippled bodies
- >your ears are ringing as you fall to your comrades side
- "heart fire.. get up.. come one we have to keep moving"
- >you try to lift your friend only to discover his torso and legs are in various locations
- >you your stomach empties your lunch onto the ground
- >the sisters will protect you.. right?
- >once you finished enjoying your meal for the second time you look over to the line of ponies at the city
- >its a force of black hands
- >you can feel your blood run cold and your eyes widen
- "b-black hands?"
- >but what surprises you the most are those weird carriages you were told about
- >the tops of them look like a pan with two handles
- >it slowly turns to a group of ponies gathering to make a charge
- "hey.. HEY lookout! that thing is turning t---"
- >before you can warn them a loud ripping noise fills the air
- >you cover your ears from the awful noise as you watch your friends get ripped apart by some unseen force
- >their armor does nothing to save them
- >you feel tears streaming down your face as you see one of the ponies in the group cry out
- >"I-- I don't want to die! mommy! daddy!! i don't want to die!"
- >his hooves are doing their best to keep all his blood inside his body
- >it is a vain attempt, while he continues to cry his voice is soon fading out
- >you cant stay here..
- >if you do you will die
- >you rip off your helmet and throw it to the earth below you
- >you have to get away and it will just slow you down
- "im sorry everypony! but i have to live! this is suicide!"
- >you rush off away from the battle
- >your lungs burn and your ears are ringing
- >you thought you were ready for this
- >you thought you would be a good guard, brave enough to fight any threat to equestria
- >you aren't. you're scared and a coward
- >hot tears stream down your face, you don't care about your friends in the guard, you don't care about the battle
- >the only thing you care about now is getting out of here alive
- >away from the hands, away from the guard..
- >away from the noise of death
- >that loud.. horrible.. ripping noise of death.
- >looking back one last time you see a large carriage approaching you
- >the sound of the beasts growl is deafening
- "no please! i surrender! i just want to live!"
- >the beast doesn't care as it keeps approaching
- >the sound of death being unleashed from its pan handles
- >the machine slowly comes to a stop just before running you over.
- >your face is nearly touching the front of the war machine
- >there is a small slot in the front revealing a pony looking you right in the eyes
- >there are ponies driving those things?!
- >you take a few steps back and you are corralled back with other survivors of the attack
- >there are Black Hands surrounding you and the small group of guard ponies
- >where did they even come from?
- >it doesnt matter, you're trapped and you're panicking
- >oh celestia save us.
- >from on top of one of the carriages of death Manos himself stands high above you all
- >"you are brave ponies, of that there is no doubt. who is in charge of this little group?"
- >thats a good question, to be honest the chain of command has been decimated.
- >"come now.. no need to be afraid.."
- >he holds out a small object
- >"decide your own fates then.. if you are leaderless become your own. surrender, as prisoners of the Reich."
- >what is this Reich? you havnt even heard of it until you arrived here and apparently you are at war?
- >"so what will it be? life or death?"
- >the tall monster who calls himself manos sneers at everypony
- >he probably has already decided what he wants to do with you
- >just then you hear the voice of one of your comrades
- >"if you think we will surrender to a monster like you then--"
- >Manos points the small device to the pony and a loud bang fills the air
- >you cover your eyes hoping you wont be next
- >when no more noise follows you uncover them and see a corpse laying beside you
- >the face of the pony now disfigured and disgusting
- >his armor turned from a shiny bright gold into a pumpkin-like orange
- "oh celestia. why?"
- >"he made his choice. now make yours"
- >what choice do you really have?
- >you step forward and remove your sword and the remaining pieces of your armor
- >you hear the mumbling of your brothers and sisters behind you
- >by now you are completely unarmed nothing left to distinguish you from a common pony besides your mane and tail being trimmed to guard standard
- >another sword falls next to yours, then another, and another
- >soon the rest of the guards are without weapons and armor
- >Black Hands move in to take everything you disowned onto the ground
- >many of them drop their old and worn blades for freshly sharpened royal ones
- >"secure them, move into the city"
- >so this is it then.. you're a prisoner of war to a nation that doesn't exist lead by a creature who calls himself a god.
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