Equestria Divided: War never changes

Neon Flask finishes her sales for the day in Hoofington's town square and is on her way back home with a sack of gold that will buy her family a few weeks worth of food.

"Wow I made a killing this time, maybe I can take tomorrow off?"  She says with audible squee.  As she almost bounces down the road to her house.  As she nears her home her thoughts are filled with how happy her parents will be at her for bringing home so much gold.  They will have to thank their deity for this good fortune.  But as she nears she notices that the door has been broken open and there are screams coming from the inside of her home.  She enters panic mode as the breaks into a full sprint and rushes into her home.

She crosses the threshold and is met with her mother a father, bloody with two dead Moon and Stare slave warriors on the kitchen floor.

"Honey we have to go!"  Shouts her father while filling a bag with supplies.

"Yes sweetie go and get as many of your supplies as you can and let us leave this city."  Her mother says frantically trying to hide the bodies and clean up the mess.

"Why?  What's wrong?"  Neon asks puzzled.  Her mother only says one word, the word that she was told was one of the only few words she should fear.

"Inquisition"

Neon Bolts down to the cellar where her alchemy is practiced and grabs her portable lab, some flasks, her formula journal and her protective pendant.  As she is scrambling to get together everything she knocks over something metal and it clashes to the floor loudly.  Neon looks down and sees a very large pair of scissors, there blades curved and razor sharp.  She then notices that they are the scissors that she uses for dissection.  She picks them up and grabs the sheath she had fashioned for them a week ago, slips them in and ties the sheath's belt around her waist.  She then slips on her saddle bags filled with her supplies and begins to walk back upstairs.  As she does she hears her parents screaming and voices of ponies she doesn't recognize.  Neon opens the door only a crack and sees her mother held in the grip of unicorn magic, while her father breaths his last on there kitchen floor, a spear in his chest that is then ripped out.

Neon can only watch as her mother is interrogated by the troop of the inquisition along with three legionaries.

"I know you have a daughter you wretched blasphemer, now unless you want her too suffer a slow and very painful death you will tell us were she is."  The Inquisitor almost spits out with his voice dripping with disgust.

Her mother began to giggle, then those giggles turned into laughter which only grew into a cackle.

"Do you really think that my Neon Flask is just a mere cult member?  No she is far more than any of us low lives.  She has been blessed by the laughing Mare herself!  And will makes this land a place of happiness and joy and will punish those who wish it to remain a place of misery and pain that it has become."

The inquisitor raised an eyebrow slightly.  "Oh really now?"  He nods his head and one of the legionnaires thrusts his spear into Neon's mother, running her through heart and one of her lungs.  All that is heard is sickly gurgling and a thump as he tosses her to the floor on top her husband's corps.

He is then flung into the living room by a green blast of magic.  The soldiers look at the direction to were it cam from and sees Neon looking at them with a, smile?

Neon then approaches them and one legionnaire prepares himself, and as he does Neon draws her large, sharp scissors.

The inquisitor groggily gets to his feet, as he does he begins to hear a sound.  A bit of a humming sound.  He slowly makes his way back to the kitchen and the sight makes him almost scream.  His legionnaires have been not just killed but, butchered!  Their bodies sliced open and their innards removed, along with there heads cut off and placed in the middle of the table, like a center piece.  The oven dings and it makes the inquisitor jump.  He finds that the oven is still warm and has a note on it which he ignores as he opens the oven and pulls out what is inside.  The smell is what strikes him first, he knows this smell.  Cooking meat!  It is then he reads the note.

Enjoy the cupcakes

- Neon Flask

He screams like a frightened foal and runs from the house to contact reinforcements but it's already too late, Neon Flask is already entering Whitetail Woods to the east of Hoofington.

Glory to the Laughing Mare!