My Little Warzone: Betrayal Part 1

Chapter Two: Reprisal

CANTERLOT CASTLE
TIME: 1045 HOURS

Princess Luna walked all over the castle grounds, trying to find her bigger sister. She felt awful about the whole situation, but it wasn't under her control, after all, only 3 years ago she was an enemy to the Union, it almost felt like deja vu to her. She passed by the royal bed-chambers where Luna and her sister slept, and as she walked past it she heard sobbing.

She nudged the door open, and when she walked in a horrible stench hit her like a brick wall at 100 miles an hour. She saw several empty bottles of whiskey on the floor and saw her normally pristine sister crying into the white silk pillows on her bed. Celestia looked up, her face soaked in tears, "W-what the f-fuck do you want?" she said hoarsly, the white mare's breath reeked of alcohol. "Sister, what has happened to you?" asked the dark-blue alicorn, "N-no matter how h-hard I try, m-more and more innocent ponies just keep on f-fucking dieing, a-and there's n-nothing I c-can f-fucking do about it" replied Celestia.

"But, Celestia, why do you drink? I thought you abolished alcohol over 500 years ago.", the white mare realized her sister was right, and began explaining. "Y-yes, y-you're right, here, I-I'll show you." using her magic, she projected something with her horn in front of her sister, it showed old-time Equestria. "5-500 years a-ago, I saw that p-ponies were becoming f-farther apart due to t-this, s-several ponies w-were on the streets b-because they were a-alcoholics. I d-decided to pass a law b-banishing all alcoholic drinks e-ever made, and s-stored them under t-the c-castle."

She swallowed, and coughed from the amount of whiskey she drank, then continued. "I s-saw that s-several ponies that p-protested, s-saying that it h-helped with the d-difficult t-times. After many p-ponies started getting k-killed during the a-attacks you conducted, t-that I became extremely up-upset." she paused for a minute, breathing in to finish. "I d-decided that p-perhaps the ponies that p-protested about it, saying h-how it relieved s-stress, I decided t-to take their word f-for it, then I became addicted, and then w-whenever there was an issue, I-I would drink, and it felt a bit better."

She coughed again, and finished. "I t-thought it h-helped, b-but look at me n-now. It didn't help the s-stress, it didn't c-change j-jack shit, and I couldn't stop whenever t-this would happen.", her horn stopped glowing and the projection faded away. "L-look at your s-sister now, she's just another f-fucking drunk that broke the o-own law she c-created."

Luna lied down with Celestia, trying not to breath into her nose, as the smell of vomit and alcohol got stronger as she sat next to her, and put her wing over her back to comfort her. Luna started crying into Celestia's shoulder, and the white alicorn started crying once more. Luna had never seen this side of her, and she couldn't do anything about it to change her, but she thought that she should do as much as she could to rehabilitate her sister

SWEET APPLE ACRES
TIME: 1100 HOURS

The Apple family all stopped their work as they heard a low rumbling coming from the entrance to the farm. The 4 ponies saw as a black APC smashed through the white, padlocked gate. The usual .50 caliber machine gun was replaced with a white dome, a black barrel sticking from it, a small, blue flame at the tip.

The APC's rear door folded down, and out walked 3 Union soldiers with M-18s and 4 more soldiers stepped out, but these ones looked different. They had black armor covering their bodies, a specialized mask with red, plastic eye pieces, two gas-filter canisters attached to the bottom of the soldiers jaw on the mask, there was also a triangle with crossed swords on the soldier's chests. On their back was two large tanks, one of each tank had a warning symbol saying: DANGER: HIGHLY FLAMMABLE.

Attached to the two tanks by a hose was a black pipe with a handle, also, a small, blue flame at the front of it. The light-green, old mare known to most as Granny Smith, walked up to the 7 soldiers, "What's goin' on here? Yer trespassin' on private property!" said the angered mare. One of the regular soldiers walked up to the frail creature, and spoke, "Spy satellites tracked routes of your produce-carrying carts. We saw that they were shipping food to Canterlot, supplying Princess Celestia. We're sorry, but orders demand that we torch these fields so they are damaged beyond repair.". Applejack, Applebloom, and Big Macintosh walked up to Granny Smith and faced the soldiers. "But you can't do that!"

Applebloom yelled, "That'd put us outta business!", "I'm sorry young filly, but we have no choice but to destroy these trees." the soldier said with an uncaring expression. The 4 confronted him, and Applejack said, "What'll we do without the farm? We'd have to sell it to survive!", the soldier simply said, "You'll have to live with a friend."

He turned around to the black soldiers and yelled, "Alright! Light it up!", the soldiers slowly walked over to the beginning of the north fields. Their flamethrowers shooting out blossoms of fire, burning trees as they slowly walked through. The four ponies just stood in horror, as their family legacy burned before them. They didn't even want to resist, knowing that the four creatures could be burnt to a crisp by the massive soldiers, they all lowered their heads down, and walked back to their farm, even Big Macintosh started crying. They don't even care one bit... thought Applejack, a hopeless expression on her face.

CRAWSON PRISONER OF WAR INTERNMENT FACILITY
TIME: 1130 HOURS

The young colt woke up, he noticed he was in a small cylinder-like compartment with several other ponies. The stench of vomit and sweat forced it's way into the young pony's nostrils like a battering ram, causing him to wince. He could hear a rumbling outside, and in front of the group was a door, where he heard a small amount of chatter coming from it. "W-where am I?", asked the orange Earth pony, nopony said anything, finally, one spoke up, "Your guess is as good as mine, kid." said an older stallion.

A crackling came through speakers mounted on the ceiling, "Alright, hold onto something, we're getting ready to land at Crawson.", the ponies couldn't find anything to hang onto, so they just held onto each other.

All of the sudden, the plane hit the ground with a crash, throwing several ponies up into the air a few inches, the jet then started rolling forward, before coming to a halt. Sunlight penetrated the colt's eyes as two doors opened up in the back, nopony moved, they were still petrified with fear.

"Alright, let's get moving you worthless shits!" roared a voice from outside, still, nopony moved a muscle, all of the sudden, they could hear metal clanking as a tall, burly Aerisan wearing a black vest walked into the room. "Come on, go! We don't have all day!" yelled the soldier again, the ponies started to move slowly out of the aircraft, they looked ahead, they saw smoke, in the distance, as well as several tall buildings of varying materials. The ponies followed the soldier about 100 feet or so, when they were stopped by a gate.

"W-what are we doing h-here?", asked a young mare, a nervous expression on her face. "Well, that's a good question," the soldier said, not even turning around, "You are, as far as the Union is concerned, the only unharmed survivors of the attack on Canterlot Port, therefore considering you as prisoners of war. You will be worked harder then you have ever in your life, possibly even to your own death." the soldier stopped, the ponies gasped, the soldier nodded at the guard in a small booth next to the gate.

In a few seconds, the large, iron doors slowly creaked open, revealing a sight that made several ponies queasy. Ponies, some digging ditches, some were building makeshift huts, they were so thin they looked like skeletons. The ground was littered with bodies of ponies, and the air reeked of feces, vomit, and rotting corpses.

The soldier spoke up, "Welcome to the Crawson Prisoner Of War Internment Facility,", the massive creature turned around, a sadistic grin across his face, "Welcome to hell!". They continued walking through the morbid-looking camp. The colt heard screaming, his eyes shot open with fear as he saw a thin Aerisan, battered, stripped down, and strapped to a wall by iron shackles.

About 20 feet away from the poor thing were seven soldiers holding rifles, another Aerisan behind them spoke. "Gronavil Jerasix, you have been convicted of treason to the Union Armed Forces, and are thereby sentenced to death by firing squad. Any last words?", the battered soldier raised his head up, looked at the mentioned Aerisan, a furious look in his eyes, and, speaking through his teeth, said "F-fuck...y-you...".

The leader of the seven smiled like a madman, "Very well....Or-der!" the 7 soldiers brought up their rifles, the muzzles pointing at the stomach, the mentioned soldier spoke once more, "Fire!", the pinned-down soldier screamed as the riflemen pulled their triggers, 7 large rounds hitting and slicing through the soldiers stomach, he looked down at the wounds, each individual hole spurting out blood, before letting out a quiet moan, and closing his eyes.

The colt stared in horror, a mare much older than him put her hoof over his eyes, he pushed her arm down, and facing the soldier, asked "H-how c-could you? W-what did he do wrong?" the young pony was crying, the soldier turned around, coldly staring into his eyes, said "He was a traitor to the Union, he betrayed us for Princess Celestia. Such an act of reprisal is punishable by death...", a mare spoke up, tears in her eyes and flowing down her cheeks, "Y-you cruel b-bastards! How c-could you hurt an innocent s-soul?"

She decided to turn around, and start walking away. "I wouldn't do that!" yelled the soldier, the young mare started into a full sprint, the soldier brought up his sidearm and shot her four times in the back, she reared up, a look of terror in her face, before falling down flat on her face. The Aerisan started laughing maniacally. The monster... thought the colt, He was...enjoying this!, the pony just couldn't take it anymore, his mother being killed, being thrown into this camp, and now seeing this perfectly innocent mare being murdered...it was just too much for him.

The colt, almost like instinct, dropped to the ground, forming a fetal position, and started crying. "Hey! Get up!" yelled the soldier, the orange pony didn't respond, "I said get the fuck up!" without any hesitation, he kicked the poor thing in the stomach, knocking the wind out of him. The pony coughed up a few drops of blood, and waited a moment to get some air, before getting back up, they followed the guard to a wooden building. "These are the barracks," started the soldier, "This is where you worthless piles of shit are going to be staying. I have work to attend to now, stay behaved, and you won't suffer the same fate as she...", the Aerisan looked towards the pegasus' corpse, "suffered...", the soldier quickly walked away.

"W-what are we g-going to do now?" the colt asked one of the stallions, a look of despair in his eyes, "I don't know, kid, but we need to survive if we're ever going to stay alive in this place...", supporting the poor soul with his body, the now-14 ponies walked silently into the barracks.

PONYVILLE HOSPITAL
TIME: 1145 HOURS

Without even saying a friendly "Hello", Rarity ran through the halls of the hospital towards the newly added intensive care unit. She checked through several windows, seeing only other ponies.

She passed a window, the door next to it having a big "8" on it, inside was her dear sister, Sweetie Belle, most of her body was bandaged up, a sling held a bandage-wrapped leg in the air, a bag with a clear liquid feed into a tube with a needle on the end that was inserted into her shoulder area, the heart-rate monitor's readout said that the young filly's heartbeat was extremely slow. Rarity quickly opened the door, and ran over to her sister, tears running down her cheeks.

Trembling, she asked, "H-hey there, S-Sweetie B-Belle...", the young filly didn't respond, Rarity put her forelegs around her sister, "I-I'm so s-sorry...I should've b-been there..." sniffled the white mare, still, Sweetie Belle didn't move a muscle.

Rarity burst into a full out fit of tears "Oh Celestia, p-please wake up S-Sweetie...Please!", a couple minutes later, almost as if by miracle, the young, white filly opened her eyes, she spoke to her sister. "H-hey, sis, it's okay...I'm just a little hurt, t-that's all" spoke the filly in a barely comprehensible manner. Rarity's eyes shot wide open, she began crying once more, holding Sweetie Belle in a tight embrace, "O-oh thank the h-heavens...I thought I l-lost you..." cried the older mare. "I thought I did...too...sis-" the filly tried saying before letting out a gasp.

The heart rate monitor's readout shot up like a mortar, Sweetie's breathing elevated, her chest pounding, she started convulsing and Rarity started screaming, "Sweetie? Sweetie?! Oh no! Help! H-Help!" the moment she started screaming, two unicorns wearing hospital uniforms ran in, "Oh no! She's going into shock again, quick, get the defibrillator before she goes into a relapse!" yelled one of the stallions, the other one, using his magic, levitated a car battery-esque box, attached to it were two white paddles. "3-2-1 clear!" yelled the second doctor as he pressed the defibrillator paddles onto her chest, it caused a muscle spasm causing Sweetie Belle's midsection to thrust in the air, before hitting the bed again, her eyes closed, and she went back to sleep.

The first stallion spoke to Rarity, "I'm sorry miss, but we need to preform an operation...I'm afraid you have to leave." Rarity looked up with a tear-soaked face, "B-but I'm her s-sister!", the unicorns nodded, then the other stallion spoke to her, "Not even family's allowed to visit right now, I'm sorry but you have to leave.", Rarity nodded solemnly before sulking her way through the hallway, out of the hospital, and towards her boutique.