Equestrian Dawn: Tiberium is Magic

Mechanical Mare

        “Dammit! That blue pegasus is back! Blast her out of the sky!”

“She has our commando’s Raptor! Look out!” A gray-clad unicorn warned.

“She’s too fast! I can’t hit jack with this thing!” A buggy gunner growled.

Rainbow was streaking across the sky at mach 2, dodging the retaliatory automatic fire from the Noddies below.  She stopped abruptly in midair and fired two shots.

PHEW!

“HHHAAA!” She heard the soldier cry and watched him as a cloud of red erupted from his throat and he face planted into the concrete ground below. She saw a tiny puddle of red spilling out from under him.

“Shoot her! Shoot her!” Another soldier cried out in desperation.

PHEW!

“UAAHH!” A mare soldier grunted as she was hit too, a red cloud spraying out of her gut.

“I can’t see her! I can’t see her!” A young stallion soldier panicked.

“Spray and pray! Spray and pray!” An older stallion soldier yelled.

         The cyan speed demon’s eyes widened as she heard this.

“UH OH!” she panicked as she started to dodge sporadic automatic fire once more. She soared off in random directions, hoping that the platoon would lose track of her.

        Bullets wildly struck the sides of buildings, causing the dangerous projectiles to ricochet. They smashed windows, shredded sales carts and vendor stands in the town square into mangled pieces of wood, and punched into the flesh of unlucky Ponyville citizens.

        The cries of dying ponies and sounds of bullets thudding into anything in their path caused the rainbow-maned pegasus to frown deeply. She forced her wings to bank left in the direction of the town square. Dash could feel the wind and the g-forces begin to push against her because she was turning at such a high velocity.

She completed her turn and leveled herself out, now facing in the direction of Ponyville. Some of her multi-colored bangs shielded her eyes, so she blew at them lightly to remove the strands that were obscuring her vision.

Now that she can see, Rainbow observed the situation from the sky. The Nod platoon below was firing their weapons blindly into the town and not really stopping to aim unless a doomed, Ponyville pony was singled out and shot.

Other ponies were starting to get the message and retreated into buildings where at least they’d receive some form of protection from the Nod onslaught. Some just dropped to the ground and threw their hooves over their heads, trying to wait out this living nightmare.

The feelings that fueled Rainbow Dash’s rage only received a solidification and justification from this site of indiscriminate killing.

This was wrong.

It had to be stopped.

But the only one with the power to do it right now was…her.

The intercoms in Ponyville’s town square came alive as a radio announcer’s voice filled it. The obnoxious and calm voice echoed throughout the entire town, even heard in conjunction with gunfire clearly enough for Dash to pick it up as she charged towards town square.

“Hello Equestria, this is Rave from station 94.2, and here is the new song by DJ artist Vinyl Scratch: Mechanical Mare…enjoy Equestria,” the radio host said coolly as a techno/industrial type song started playing over the loudspeakers.

        The rapid strumming of the bass began to play as Rainbow swooped directly over the Nod contingent from above. Right at the point where she was directly above the group in her strafing run, she squeezed the red fire button of her Raptor.

PHEW!

PHEW!

PHEW!

The sound was muffled by the sound suppressor that was attached to the end of the barrel when the Wonderbolt fangirl squeezed the trigger button three times in rapid succession. The rounds followed Rainbow’s flight path, traveling in a straight line with the other. This line of rounds pierced into a Nod infantry squad that was blasting away at Sugarcube Corner with a buggy joining in with them.

Thuds were heard as the sniper rounds punched through the armor of two Nod soldiers, spurting blood and dropping them immediately. The survivors, after catching a glimpse of Rainbow after her strafing run, began to aim at the rainbow streak in the sky once more.

“HA HA! This whole shooting thing is easy! Just point and push!” the cyan pony called out, prideful of herself for figuring out how to work a gun.

Though they were once again directing their fire on the ‘pegasus pony of death’ they still couldn’t seem to get a bead on her…or shoot straight for that matter. A mix of Rainbow Dash’s swift flying and dodging maneuvers and the terrible accuracy of the Nod platoon prevented them from taking out the cyan pony.

All the while, the music continued to play over the intercoms. It was weird beat and mixture of instruments and not formatted like Vinyl’s usual dubstep-like songs.

The speedster flew a full-circle around Ponyville, angling herself for another strafing run with chain gun rounds tracing behind her. As she aligned herself for another attack run on the Nod position, she heard a robotic, stallion-like voice emanate from the intercoms:

Imma Mechanical Mare…

“Mare? That’s weird. That sounds like a stallion’s voice,”the cyan pegasus wondered subconsciously as she lined herself up for a strike run on the Nod buggy that was still shooting up Sugarcube Corner, instead of attempting to knock her out of the sky like its comrades.

Imma Mechanical-

Imma Mechanical-

Imma Mechanical Mare

This music was weird…but good. That unicorn DJ failed to disappoint, as was expected of her. Dash started to let the rhythm of the music flow through her as she swooped in and let loose a barrage of bullets onto the buggy as soon as she was in range.

PHEW

PHEW

PHEW

PHEW

PHEW

The first two Raptor rounds penetrated the buggy gunner’s torso and throat simultaneously, making his body slip under the turret and into the backseat as he expired. The third round was a miss and ricocheted off of one of the metal bars on the buggy’s frame. The fourth and fifth bullets both hit the driver in the spine after piercing through the driver’s seat.

 “Real tough guy!” Dash yelled mockingly as she soared over the buggy.

The only response was the remaining buggy crew member hop from the passenger seat, and into the backseat. He then pushed his dead comrade’s body out of the away and shimmied himself into the turret. He then gritted his teeth as he bit down on the stabilization bar. He slammed his hooves onto the dual, cyan trigger buttons and reopened fire from the chain gun.

“Real tough guy? ... What did I say THAT for?” Rainbow thought subconsciously as she repeated her full-circle flight pattern to make another strafing run.

She weaved through the rest of the Nod formation, using her speed to fly in between individual Nod soldiers. She came within a few feet of a couple of them as she was zooming past them at an unimaginable speed, her flight path slicing through their ranks.

Imma Mechanical Mare…

Imma Mechanical-

Imma Mechanical-

Imma Mechanical Mare

After she passed the Nod position in the town square, she ascended into blue sky, gaining altitude rapidly. When she started blazing past clouds, she leaned back and unfurled her wings. Rainbow was now stalling in midair, her face to the sun and her back to the ground.

The cyan pegasus began to descend into a freefall high above the clouds. She closed her eyes, her emotions flooded with temporary serenity, and tranquility. She could feel the air blow past her rainbow colored hair, her bangs covering her eyes and following the sway of the wind.

Rainbow plummeted to the earth at a breakneck pace. When it looked like she was simply committing suicide, she flipped topside suddenly, straightening herself out. She swayed from side to side to avoid small arms fire as she locked in on two pegasi soldiers tossing Ponatov Cocktails through the windows of Sugarcube Corner.

She had to stop them first.

The cyan pegasus eyed her surroundings as she dove in for next strafing run. She noticed that some Nod troopers had stopped shooting and were now smashing Ponatov Cocktails through the windows of homes and other structures in proximity to the town square.

However, before she could complete her attack run, gunfire from the Nod buggy forced her to avert her course and she flew off into the sky again. Dash then found the roof of a two-story house and took cover there for the time being.

The soldiers had dropped a giant brown bag in the middle of their formation and it was from this bag where the cocktails originated from. They continued to snatch up bottles filled with flammable liquid with their teeth and one of their comrades would light the wick for them with a match before they tossed it into buildings. The wick was a rag soaked in alcohol and allowed the cocktail to ignite.

Now Sugarcube Corner, town hall, and other buildings were set ablaze. Small fires began to erupt within the buildings as smoke started to billow through the windows.

This was very bad.

The ponies that were taking shelter inside those very buildings were forcefully flushed out. The residents of these buildings were forced to escape with Nod automatic weapons waiting for them when they got outside.

The Nod platoon poured rounds into crowds of escaping ponies, sickening thuds heard as bullets pierced their coats. Blood splattered all over the streets and walls of buildings. This atrocity would continue if nopony did anything about it.

CHA CHA CHA CHA CHA CHING!

         “Die pegasus! DIE!” the lone buggy occupant cursed after he let go of the stabilization bar for a split second.

It was right before an explosion from behind him forced the trooper to face plant onto a metal bar near the turret. His now-dead body was smoking from behind as shrapnel was spread all over his back and the buggy’s frame.

Wait… is that a lollipop sticking out of his back?

“IT’S… PARTY TIME!” Pinkie Pie growled with an enraged expression on her face.

She was breathing heavily as brought her party cannon to bear, the barrel now facing down the second Nod buggy. The pink pony’s teeth were gritted and her eyes looked like a ballistic mother who just lost her child.

“You MEANIES want to shoot?! Well guess what?! I can do that too! I will avenge everypony and the cupcakes!” the deranged party pony explained, referencing and pointing with a hoof at Sugarcube Corner when she said ‘cupcakes’.

“YOU DON’T SHOOT AT MY CUPCAKES! YOU EAT THEM! THAT’S WHY I MAKE CUPCAKES!

 …WELL OKAY, I ALSO USE THEM AS MASTURBATION TOOLS BUT MRS. CAKE TOLD ME NOT TO TELL OTHER PONIES THAT OR THEY’LL THINK I’M A WEIRDO!

…OK, ENOUGH OF THIS! BYE NOW!” Pinkie concluded as she discharged the party cannon.

It spewed candy and pastries in a spreading shotgun fashion towards the last remaining Nod buggy. As the improvised projectile weapons approached the buggy, a poor minigunner exclaimed:

“WHAT THE F-” but was interrupted when an incoming onslaught of sugary sweets slapped into his body and the allied buggy next to him.

His bloodied form slumped to the ground as the buggy behind him exploded.

“Did-did he just get shot with peppermints?” a Nod mare soldier asked in confusion, arching her eyebrow at her dead comrade.

“I whipped out the HARD candy for this one!” the emotional distorted pink pony snarled as she pointed her party cannon at the poor Nod mare.

“No please- I surrender!” the Noddie cried for mercy with eyes as wide as saucers as she realized that the deadly pink cannon was pointed at her face.

“Please! Spare me! I-”

“JAWBREAKERS FOR YOU!!!!” Pinkie battlecried as the cannon fired pure jawbreakers.

The hard candy riddled the solider with holes as her blood splashed onto the wall behind her. Shooting somepony with jawbreakers was a cruel sentence by anypony’s standards.

Pinkie, with her forehooves gripping the back of the party cannon tightly, smiled sadistically as her eyes went disproportionate like Derpy’s. The sadness she kept suppressed inside of her caused the poofyness and bright pink curls in her hair to deflate. Her smile faded from her face as tears starting falling from her eyes.

That’s when she broke down and started sobbing uncontrollably, her face buried in the party cannon’s rear. This was too much for her, and even in her most aggressive mindset, she still couldn’t take it.

There was nothing but horror here.

The smell of smoke, burning buildings and burning ponies that couldn’t escape their homes in time, filled her nostrils. And that’s without the smell of blood and reeking of dead bodies.

Her hearing was enveloped in the sounds of: shattering windows, the screams of burning Ponyvillians, automatic gunfire, the cackle of flames as they melted and burned buildings.

Through her tear-filled eyes, she watched as three Nod soldiers tossed frag grenades into Sugarcube Corner. She watched other soldiers gun down fleeing ponies and attempting to destroy buildings with grenades and Ponatov Cocktails.

The horror and rapid pace of which the horror arrived was too much for the poor pink earth pony. The shock was now enveloping her as her emotional damaged heart was edging towards a panic attack. She continued to wail and cry, her face buried deep in the party cannon’s surface.

Unfortunately, her crying attracted the attention of three soldiers.

“Hey! Shoot her with the cannon! She’s dangerous!” a mare unicorn soldier called out.

The Noddie and two of her comrades, one flanking her on either side, approached Pinkie’s position with rifles poised. As the female took aim at the party pony’s form, three suppressed gunshots were heard as Pinkie looked up in time to see all three Nod soldiers’ bodies drop to the ground simultaneously.

“That one was left-hoofed!” Rainbow Dash taunted as she floated down towards her usually chipper and energetic friend.

The cyan pony landed next to her friend and saw that Pinkie had been crying. Rainbow frowned and was tempted to console her, but that had to wait. She touched Pinkie’s shoulder with a hoof in sympathy but then forced herself to eye her surroundings.

First, she had a town to save.

“And only my awesomeness can do it!”  Dash thought with a cocky smile as she scanned around for targets.

She spotted the three Nod soldiers that threw hand grenades into Sugarcube Corner about to repeat their ritual. They were all in a perfect line about to throw in the grenades with their teeth in flawless synchronization.

“Not on my watch!” Rainbow growled as she gritted her teeth when she took aim and hoof squeezed the trigger button.

PHEW

PHEW!

PHEW!

PHEW!

        The entire grenade team’s bodies dropped to the ground with a synchronized thud. Rainbow was lucky that the Raptor had a 40 round magazine or she’d be in trouble by now.

        As the speed-freak pegasus searched for a new target, she noticed that only four Nod soldiers remained. She had to admit, without Pinkie taking out those buggies for her, she would be in a bind still.

        Two Noddies were still chucking Ponatov Cocktails into the town hall building. Hopefully, the mayor was alright. The other two were firing their assault rifles at any fleeing ponies they saw. These two were standing on their backhooves, resting their AKs on their hips, letting off short bursts every time a Ponyville citizen crossed into their view.

        Rainbow rudely grabbed Pinkie and dragged her down inside a sitting position behind the cannon. She looked over her back and over the pink cannon that they were now using for cover, and spied the last Nod squad once again.

        The chromatic pegasus stared into Pinkie’s face intently, putting a hoof over her own snout, simulating a SHHH motion to her pink friend. The party pony recognized what Rainbow Dash wanted and just nodded obediently.

        After that, the gun-wielding pegasus picked herself up on all fours and drew the Raptor. The sniper weapon was now leaning over the party cannon. Rainbow tilted her head to adjust to the Raptor’s green-lit scope. She zeroed in on one of the cocktail throwing soldiers.

        These guys needed to go first.

PHEW!

He was shot in the chest immediately, dropping his lit Ponatov Cocktail in the process. The bottle shattered and exploded upon impact with the ground, incinerating the soldier’s nearby partner, who was too distracting throwing his own cocktails to notice until he burst into flames. The second victim sprinted frantically around the town square, letting out a horrendous death scream as his body was engulfed in flames.

        Rainbow Dash noticed that this incident distracted the other two soldiers. They were too distracted to notice the cyan pony take aim at one of them.

        “Keep ‘em coming!” she yelled as she fired the Raptor.

PHEW!

        As she fell, Dash locked in on the last soldier and fired before he had a chance to react.

PHEW!

        After the last one was shot, the soldier in flames fell face first onto the concrete ground, allowing himself to burn out.

        It was over.

        Rainbow peeked her head over the party cannon and relaxed her grip on the Raptor, letting it dangle from her forehoof. Ponies everywhere were screaming and crying for help. Many Ponyville residents were lying prone on the ground, hooves over their ears and crying desperately, not realizing that vile assault was over.

        Buildings burned, ponies wounded by gunfire, shrapnel or sustained burns were screaming in pain. The uninjured were screaming in horror, whether it was for the acts that the soldiers carried out, the loss of friends or loved ones, or both. Medical ponies were already on the scene, rushing to those that were wounded.

        Pegasi were flying in with buckets of water, attempting to put out the fires caused by the cocktails. Ponies started to realize the violence was over and began to rush out into the square to look for their friends and family.

        Some mourned over the bodies of their murdered family members and friends. It was truly a horrible sight. The devastation caused by thirty-two armed ponies was unimaginable. Actually, less than thirty-two, that number includes the ones Rainbow Dash killed on the dirt road on the outskirts of the town.

        Rainbow Dash…

        Without her, this whole fiasco could have gone much worse. Also, if it hadn’t been for Pinkie Pie jumping in and destroyed those two Nod buggies, Rainbow would have been either dead or at least unable to have ended this attack quickly.

        The pegasus was deep in thought as she stared at the concrete ground in front of her, her brain still trying to comprehend what just happened. Still lost in her thoughts, she failed to notice Twilight approach her. Rainbow saw her shadow on the ground and looked up at her friend.

        Twilight looked distraught.

        Her mane was destroyed; locks of her hair frizzled and splayed out in random directions. Her crimson eyeballs were still soaked with tears, as were her cheeks.

But she looked more angry than sad. Twilight was glaring at her armed friend, and gave an even dirtier look when she saw the weapon in Dash’s possession. Rainbow approached her and was prepared to hug Twilight to comfort her but instead, she received another response.

Instead of raising her hoof to hug Rainbow Dash or give her a hoofshake, she slapped her.

Hard.

This surprised the cyan pony as the strike almost knocked her over. When her head recovered from the blow, she placed her hoof over the red mark on her cheek and stared at Twilight in utter confusion.

“How could you?” Twilight almost whispered.

“Wha?” was Rainbow’s only response.

“How COULD you?” the purple unicorn said a little louder this time.

“What are you talking about? I just saved the village,” Rainbow replied, still baffled.

“HOW COULD YOU KILL PONIES?! WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU!?” Twilight cried out, almost in tears again.

“Hey! They did it first! Besides, how else were we going to stop them?!” Dash shot back with a vengeance.

“They were ponies too! And you KILLED them!”

“They were SOLDIERS! They would have killed us and Celestia knows how many ponies if I hadn’t done anything!”

“You’re a MURDERER!”

        This one shattered Rainbow Dash’s heart on the spot. She whined like a foal as she struggled to choke back tears. Her fury and rage were gone now, leaving a pegasus pony that had just taken others’ lives for the first time. Tears dripped down her cheeks and she allowed the Raptor clatter to the ground as she plopped down on her haunches.

Right there, she began to sob. It was quiet, but it was there. All those lives she took were weighting on her conscience.

And she wasn’t the only one.

Pinkie Pie huffing as she cried her puffy, reddened eyes out. The pink pony reached out without thinking and pulled Rainbow into a hug. They cried together on the ground. About the lives they took today and seeming to forget all the lives they saved.

Twilight instantly regretted what she said  as her face fell and she reached down to hug both of them.

“I’m sorry, I just- I-,” Twilight couldn’t finished as she started to wail loudly, a river of tears flowing down her cheeks.

A shocked Rarity with a hoof over her snout to stifle a gasp entered the scene behind Twilight. She was followed by a whimpering Derpy, a shaking and hyperventilating  Fluttershy, and a bemused and tear-fighting Applejack.

Ponyville will require time and hard-work to repair the physical damage. As for the emotional scars…

Who knows?

This village had just experienced the very FIRST skirmish in what is to become a long and bloody war for Equestria and the world.

 “Dammit!” cried the Nod commander as he ripped off his headset and threw it at the computer screen in frustration.

“I can’t believe a damn pegasus wiped out my ENTIRE assault team!” the commander mused, rocking back and forth in his chair.

        A white hoof gently perched itself on the shoulder. The Nod commander spun around with his wheeled chair and came face to face with Nod’s second-in-command.

Seth.

        The white earthpony in black garb and beret that were emblazoned with the scorpion tail insignia of Nod, was smiling at him. Even in this dark, windowless, command room, the commander could still make out the beard on Seth’s face. It confirmed that it was Seth.

        Only two Brotherhood ponies had beards.

        Seth and Kane.

        With the figure in front of him wearing Seth’s signature beret on his head, the commander seriously doubted this was Kane.

        “Is it done?” the silhouette of Seth asked.

        “Sir, we lost the entire assault team to some local militia and I was unable to completely destroy the village,” the Nod commander answered sheepishly, imagining the consequences for failure.

         “Was there not a Commando present in your assault force?” Seth inquired, making the commander feel really uncomfortable.

“…Yes sir…” the commander sighed in disappointment, and in embarrassment of having a commando to attack an undefended village and still be defeated.

“However, I think I still did enough damage to the village for a propaganda clip,” the commander added, looking to redeem himself.

        “Very well. After all, that was the whole point of this little operation,” Nod’s second-in-command replied with an airy tone of satisfaction.

        “Commander, dispatch a news team to the area immediately. Make sure they get there and record before those fires go out. The sight of burning houses will give their report a little more flair,” Seth ordered with a smile as the commander gave him a skeptical look.

        “Sir, won’t the Equestrians recognize that Brotherhood troops committed this act when they investigate it? That will give us a lot of bad publicity,” the commander questioned, earning him an irritated glare from Seth.

        “You doubt Kane’s strategy? Awfully foolish of you. May I ask why?” Seth replied in a casual tone.

        Despite the calmness in Seth’s voice, the commander was stricken by fear at the thought of him doubting the Messiah directly to Seth’s face. The possible consequences of his statement were now running through his mind. He also frowned as he viewed his computer monitor that read in big white letters:

        MISSION FAILED

        “Hmmm…?” Seth hummed, pushing for an answer.

        “Sir with all due respect, the Equestrians will find out that this was our doing. Especially when they notice the Nod uniforms and weapons at the scene. Please explain this to me sir, because this operation made no sense from the beginning,” the commander pleaded, preparing for possible reprimand.

        “The Equestrian populace knows little about our weaponry and even war in general. They will be easily manipulated,” Seth began, pacing around the room.

        “Our intelligence reports that after our agent attacked the Princess, Canterlot when in full military alert. They even broke out their Soviet-era weaponry, and instituted a magical force field around the capital. Now, here is where things start to make sense for you,” Seth stated, placing his hoof on the still-sitting commander’s shoulder once more.

        “The Equestrian population does not know the difference between Nod and Equestrian weaponry. With the Royal Guard and the Royal Army publicly mobilizing with weapons similar to the ones we used in our assault, tell me…

        How can they differentiate between the notion of Brotherhood forces attacking the village…

        Or Royal Guards attacking the village?” Seth questioned, blankly staring at the ‘MISSION FAILED’ screen.

        “Tell me, how is your average Equestrian, who is accustomed to peace and harmony, going to know the difference between an Alicorn Killer-47 and a Mare-16?” Seth smiled as he continued.

        “I bet most of them have never even HEARD of such weapons!”

        “All we have to do is get our news team to film the carnage, blame it on the Guards, and the ponies of Equestria will flock to our cause,” Seth laughed heartily.

        “But sir, eventually, they’ll find out it was us. What then?” the Nod commander asked with a worried tone.

        “It’ll be too late by then, Equestria would already be seized by Nod forces. In addition, the former Soviet state of Belka has already pledged themselves to our cause. The small zebra nation of Ustio was simple. All we had to do there was buy them out. Then with Equestria under our influence as well, the other nations will topple like dominoes,” Kane’s right hoof explained.

        “Even the Republic of Karalia and the former Soviet state of the Yuktobanian Republics will be too overwhelmed to help Equestria,” Seth lectured, spitting vilely at the name ‘Karalia’.

        They would be a problem.

        Especially since it’s the only pony nation that still actively uses Soviet war era weapons publicly and maintains close ties to Equestria’s throne. Even since the secret world war 16 years ago, the Equestrians have continued their strong alliance with Karalia and Yuktobania.

“No matter. The Ustians have always resented the Karalians for annexing Ustio’s Northlands, and Lake Dama 10 years ago. Those zebras will be used to harass Karalia’s southern border. Convincing the Ustians to expand their territory and prevent their homeland from dwindling any further will be a trot in the park,” Seth strategized.

        “Send the news crew immediately. We have a population to enlighten,” Kane’s right hoof finished with an arrogant smirk.

Glowing green crystals were sticking out of the ground.

        They were surrounding a meteorite’s impact crater 5 miles outside of Trottingham. Nearby trees where already being surrounded and enveloped by the strange green gems. Those trees’ natural structure appeared to be slightly distorted and mutations had already begun.

        A yellow unicorn was trotting down the back road at a leisurely pace. He was taking in the scenery and enjoying the crisp breeze that grazed his coat.

This was the prison escapee’s first chance to relax since he snuck out of Coltorado Springs State Penitentiary two months ago. He had crossed the distance of over 180 miles of Equestrian countryside, rested in Trottingham, and was now headed back to his home in Manehattan.

“Dumb police thought I ran to Canterlot! Those idiots! HA HA!” the unicorn exclaimed in jubilation.

The unicorn delinquent sucked in a deep breath of fresh air, and then exhaled. Nothing was ruining this day for him. He was going to relax if it killed him.

As he gazed at the border of a small forest on the side of the path he was walking, he looked over at a little bunch of trees on the side of the road.

Then he saw them.

Those gems.

Those glowing green gems.

So beautiful.

And so valuable too.

“SHINY,” the robber droned, his voice doing his best impersonation of Derpy’s voice.

The crook was in awe of the sight in front of him. How lucky of him to escape prison and find a fortune in the same week. He rubbed his eyes with his hooves to make certain that the Celestia sent gift in front of him wasn’t a mirage.

“I’m rich! Oh Celestia, how much is all this worth?!” he cried in excitement.

“I don’t even have to steal anymore!” the yellow unicorn squealed with joy.

He then approached the crystals until a he a mere few feet away from them. He found the nearest gem and zapped it with his magic.

“Just a levitation spell away from a massive fortune!” he thought excitingly as his magic began to shimmy the crystal out of the ground.

Suddenly, the crystal sent something back at the unicorn through the magic. The green beam mixed with his white one and his magical charge that he was sending at the crystal began to waver.

Somehow, the crystal was distorting his magic. Not only the magic he set at the green rock but also the magic inside of him.

His body started to burn.

The yellow criminal felt like he was a cup and somepony just filled him with hot oil. The burning sensation seared throughout his entire body. The grin on his face faltered and was demoted to a grimace. The strain was making him sweat profusely but he would not give in.

“No! Quit this close to riches? Never! I HAVE to have it! I need it!” the robber thought, steeled with determination.

He pushed harder with his magic again and again.

But each time he did, the burning sensation within him grew to astronomical levels.

His magic was wild now.

He was losing control of it.

The burning lit his coat on fire.

…Lit his coat on fire?

The unicorn magic had lost all sense of direction as it blasted off in random directions. The user’s horn was sparking all over the place, discharging spells unpredictably. The green beam now enveloped the yellow pony as the burning accelerated rapidly.

He burst into flames.

He flailed around in circles and screamed in extreme pain as his entire body from head to hoof was engulfed in flames. The magic ceased, and so did the green return beam.

As the yellow inmate fell to the ground and began toasting to a crisp, the day returned to normal.

The sun shined with elation as the birds chirped on like nothing happened. A squirrel jumped on top of the smoldering body of the unicorn when the fire died out. Butterflies lightly danced in the air above him, and the wind blew a calming gentle breeze through the trees near the path.

And there sat those glowing green crystals in its infancy. Ready to spread across the planet and throw the entire world into disarray. Here in its one of dozens of cradles dispatched around the world, Kane’s source of power had arrived.

Tiberium.

Here is a rough, two-part world map for you guys!

        This is the map of the world in this fic. If you have any quirks about it, let me know!

I don’t have Internet for my new dorm room and I am still in-processing here so sorry about the delay.

I hope you enjoyed this and I will continue on! :)