The Five Year Struggle...

A heavy rain, that only the Cloudsdale Weather Team can create, poured harshly on a marching funeral procession. The procession is made of both Human and Equestrian alike. Everyone and everypony were either dressed in all black, or their fancy off-duty military uniforms. Silence that only the Grim Reaper can bring hung like an invisible fog over the crowd. A group of six humans marched in the center, all dressed in Army blues with three of them carrying M16A1's on their free shoulders, helping carry an ebony casket that had a battle-worn American flag draped over it. The procession approached the Canterlot Royal Cemetery and passed through the iron gates. Eventually, the procession reached a already dug plot and the procession gathered around the six soldiers who stood on either side looking at each other. An aged Pony, dressed in a Priests' gown, stood with a book beside the tombstone, but he too couldn't speak the final words. With a solemn nod, the Priest signaled the soldiers to lower the casket into the ground. Three of the soldiers were now aiming their M16A1 rifles raised to the gloomy sky, firing off the Twenty-One Gun Salute. When a dull thud of wood and wet earth was heard, two Unicorns used their levitation magic to start burying the casket. After the burial was complete, the funeral procession left the grave site, leaving it to be alone amongst the fellow dead.

And that is how my life came to an end. Surrounded by friends and teammates, who graciously put me to rest after the struggle I had went through during the war. Forever buried in the land of an exotic, yet similar, place. I should probably introduce myself. My name is Harry. I fought in the American-Equestrian War under the US Army, 3rd Mobile Infantry and Tank division. I enlisted in the war after six friends of mine were taken by force from me. After that, I was hellbent on rescuing them, no matter the cost.

Allow me to go back about, oh...I'd say five years.

To the day I had met the six who had suddenly came into my life.