Ya know, someone once said that 'the best place for a story is to start at the beginning'. Well, Screw that guy, cause the beginning to this shit happened fucking ten years ago! But for the sake of telling you maggots how we got into this mess, I'll give you a brief recap of what happened.
About twelve years ago, they came: those ponies. Their leader, Princess Celestia, wished for us to live together in peace, offering any human who wanted it a chance 'at a new life' and become one of them. Man, did we fall for that bullshit. After two years, around a quarter of the human population had already converted to their side, and that's when it hit us. That bitch went an announced that she wants every human turned into a pony, saying 'The human race as damaged everything they touch, but we will right this injustice, and fix what should have been fixed long ago!' After that, we got hit one after another as hidden troops of hers started gassing entire cities, turning them into one of them. But she forgot one little detail that has help us keep this damn resistance going: Her sister, Luna. Our commanding officer told her that what she was doing was wrong and needed to stop. That bitch told her to stay out of this, least she send her to the moon again. General Luna told her she was powerful enough to resist that magic, and would resist her if she continued. Taking it as an idle threat, she left her alone. I bet that bitch regrets making that decision now, cause the second she did, it was too late. See, she had rounded up other ponies that didn't like this 'mass conversion', found some the rest of us humans here on earth, and initiated our rebellion!
"Now, does anyone have questions?" After this lengthy talk the Drill Sargent looked at the ponies and humans who had just finished boot camp. "Um...Mr. LT sir?" spoke up a sky-blue earth pony. "That's Lieutenant Chassé to you maggot!" screamed Lt Chassé. "Um..Sorry LT Chassé sir, but...why do you hate Celestia so much that you joined the rebellion?" The others nodded and murmured in agreement. "Because..." He turned away, not wanting to let them see him cry. "She took my wife"
