"How would you react to your heroes being slaughtered in front of you? To the one pony you looked up to dieing? To have war cause a dramatic impact on your life? I had to deal with this as a filly. Me and my friends were having a normal day until the troops swarmed in and killed everypony. Well... not everypony one I guess. A few ponies scrap together shelters and cling to life and the little humanity they have left. Or they try to help, to fight against the impossible odds. Not that it's working. We had a fighting chance until the princess' retreated with most of their soldiers; few decided to stay and fight. It's hard to imagine life any other way now. A life with peace and harmony. A life without the sound of gunfire, screams and the scrape of metal on metal or worse bone. A life with rolling green hills instead of scorched grass and blazing fires. I should be insane. Or dead. I would be if I didn't have my friends to fight alongside with. We formed a resistance over the years. A sort of team where we train, protect and help each other. 'We' being me, Apple Bloom, Sweetie Belle, Babs Seed, Rumble, Dinky Hooves and Spike. Apple Bloom being are weapons engineer and second in command, she's a sharp shooter and quick to react. Sweetie Belle is are part-time sniper but mostly she's just are medic working off the few supplies we can scavenge. Babs just does her own thing; she turned out to be an amazingly good close combat fighter and a great sparing partner. Dinky's a strategist. She is a great asset to the resistance for her ability to plan ahead, react in battle and her wits. Spike's still a little new to this and can be reluctant, Twilight's death scarred him but it also caused him to not want to let anypony die. Then there's Rumble. He confuses me, he's all no nonsense when it comes to battle but after he is overly sarcastic, laid back and just downright annoying. Me? I'm-"
"Scootaloo!" Apple Bloom yelled while barreling into me, "Stay focused! You almost died!"
Inches from me was a spear. I pushed Apple Bloom off me and got to my hooves. I grabbed my gun and assessed the situation, we were winning which was good, after all this was only a group of rogues. Apple Bloom left and shot a mare in the hoof causing her to stumble to the ground in pain, Apple Bloom smirked extremely cockily. I pulled the trigger on my gun and, instead of treating this like a game like Apple Bloom, I simply shot the pony in the head with an unemotional look on my face. There was only three ponies left when they turned tail and ran. I nodded at the weapons of the dead ponies as to order everypony to gather them and search the bodies for supplies.
"Scootaloo. My name is Scootaloo, leader of this resistance. Now I think that I need to explain. Let's go back to the beginning, just before the war when we were the Cutie Mark Crusaders and the war had secretly begun."