Legends of Equestria: HeroSoul

Equestria, seven days after the war

Today was not a good day. Within minutes of us all leaving the castle a pack of timberwolves attacked us, and it was a pretty big pack, they swarmed out of the forest and those of us used to attacks, drew weapons instantly. The Professor, Derpy and Shadow hesitated, either not used to their bodies or not used to fighting in general. I didntbthink that much about it, just drew my arm sword, galloped forward and spread my wings for an air assault. One kept up toward me only to fall back to the ground soon after, a crossbow bolt fired from what I could only presume as Rainbow's weapon. Out of instinct again, I quickly switched targets, cutting into the wooden skull of a wolf, the wood breaking and splintering in different directions with a satisfying crunch. Another lunged at me and I easily flew over it, trying to slice and missing when it dropped down to its stomach. I only managed to scrap across the bark. I still seemed to wound it however as it yelped out a bark and tripped. I flipped in the air, hair catching the grass a little. The wounded creature turned to face me only for me to already be charging. I flapped my wings to keep balance as I put my sword arm out, the wolf didn't even see it and the blade went right through its eye. The green magic flew freely from its cut and the body feel into a pile of wood.

It was then I noticed it, some of the wood was burned and ruined. Not by a lot, but enough to be clearly man made. Literally, this wolf had been shot by a Decay gun, a glancing shot yes, but enough to cause it, and the rest of it's family, to flee. So something, or more correctly, someone had deliberately shot these wolves to cause them to run. I looked to Heart Breaker who had a piece of burned wood in his mouth and was trotting over to me, he'd noticed it too obviously.

Despite the make shift ambush the timber wolves had made the battle was over quickly, all of the wolves either taking flight back into the Everfree or dying to various blades and bolts. I looked at the pile of wood before me, most had various burns and cuts. Some of the cuts weren't ours, deep spear wounds by the looks. The burns certainly weren't any of us.

"What do you suppose it means?" Rainbow asking, kicking one of the wolves as the last of the green magic slipped away from its eyes.

"I think it means what we all think it means." Nick said before I could reply. Every pony (and Serpent and Terran) looked to the knife. "It means the Terran have gathered themselves into a small force and still have some of their weaponry."

"How they have survived so long in there is amazing." Aeb grunted in reply, looking into the forest that seemed to beckon us in to find these humans. Branches on the outer trees moved in the wind like fingers curling into a fist. Leaves blew silentlydeeper into the forest and quiet howls of the retreating wolves could still be heard. I almost expected gunfire.

"We can't delay, this skirmish has already put us behind time. We should get moving." I said, trotting northwards, looking into the dark forest once more time. I swear I heard a shot, either way. The wolves stopped howling.

The Everfree Forest, seven days after the war.

The wooden wolves that had attacked the camp were either in retreat or dead. The wood would do good for kinderling when night feel and would help in cooking the small amount of food the group had left. Overall there were thirty Terran in this group and another two groups this side a mile in either direction. Everyone had met up and agreed, for the sake of survival of course, they would split up and have separate hunting grounds. Thankfully none of the three 'tribes' hadn't turned on each other yet. If they did, things would quickly become bloody, and each group were low on food. Things were getting desperate. There were no leaders in each group, it was a group effort to get everything done. But a man called Jenser did think himself as the leader, he was the highest rank in the ninety people and whose idea it was to come into the forest all those months ago. Was it months, or years? All time had lost meaning, since the Terran defeat nothing other than the guns, and strips of armour were the only things that had remained of the memories of Earth. Yes a few drop pods were still scattered around, but most had already been either stripped down of everything valuable or simply taken by the ponies.

How, how did a bunch of magical, colorful, ponies defeat a force such as Terra's? They had a huge fucking, warship! And it just simply, left. Rumours were that a pony had ordered it down a radio, but how High Command had believed a pony was a Terran with that much influence was outstanding. Shocking even.

Jenser was sitting on the corspe of a wolf when it happened. First came the whistle, a sign something was coming. He stood and drew his weapon, the other humans also followed suit, some only holding makeshift spears or crappy bows after they had lost their gun in the retreat. How they had managed that was beyond Jenser's thoughts and his only hope was that they were all recruits, grunts. Nothing more. Fodder.

It was Jenser who saw them first, or at least he thought he was. There was a tall, black? Or green pony?

Only, this was wrong, twisted, mutated. It had bug like wings and bright green eyes, holes could been seen all over its body and even it's horn seemed wrong. The only reason Jenser didn't shoot was the fact these 'ponies' hadn't actually attacked, just walked right in. There were five he could see, a big one flanked by two small ones on either side of it. The creature was staring at the human with big eyes and stuck in an unblinking state.

"Welcome to Equestria humansss." The creature hissed, smiling slightly. Or from the look of it was smiling.

"Thanks, and you are?" Jenser asked, lowering his gun and gesturing to the men to do the same, some didn't.

"That can be told at a later date. But first, diplomacy." The creature replied, the voice, sounded almost feminine? It was still an it to Jenser.

"Diplomacy?" He asked, confused as to what this creatures intent was. He was more surprised at how it spoke English. Let alone understood it as well.

"Yes. You see, our races are more similar than they my seem. Despite looks. We strive for the same goal." The creature said, moving closer to Jenser, guns were raised but it seemed untaxed by the amount of fire power aimed towards it. A few of the smaller creatures buzzed rather loudly in the sky and others were slowly surrounding the camp, probably expecting a fight, which was never good. Jenser itched his hand on the gun in his side pocket. Testing the safety.

"What would that goal be, pray tell?" He asked, moving his free hand around and likewise getting closer to the creature. go on, he thought. give my men a reason to shoot you.

"We both wish revenage on those who made us like this, starving and dying in the dark." The creature replied, checking its surroundings with keen, green eyes.

"Revenage on the ponies? They are nothing more than canon fodder, anything from here to Mars could kill them." Jenser replied, then remembered he wasn't on Terra anymore and blinked a few times in confusion, hoping the bug didn't question the reference. It didn't.

"Then why." It replied, not missing a beat. "Are you trapped in the most dangerous place in this country with most of your forces enslaved or dead?"

"We." Jenser paused and swore. "They tricked us." He added quietly.

"As they did with us, which is why we are similar, you and I." The bug paused and the small ones began to increase in numbers, more appearing out of the forest, some in black armour with spears or crossbows, primitive weaponry but none the less deadly. Their armour was thick enough to halt the immediate effects of Decay, luckily, most of the bugs present were un-armoured. "Which is why, my strange little creature. An alliance is necessary." The creature added, Jenser lifted an eye brow, the flat leather cap on his head rising slightly.

"And tell me, why is an alliance needed?" Jenser asked. "Surely you have the numbers to attack such a, crippled nation." He added. Smiling again. they cab always be killed when they are no longer required. He thought.

"Yes we have the numbers, but unfortunately, I cannot command my drones to tactically attack as I have seen yours do." The creature replied. "We also do not possess the technology you and the ponies harbour, which gives them, the advantage."

"I fail to see the good points of this alliance." Jenser replied, looking bored and ready to give the order to fire. Not that they had the men to win this fight, but if they could take out the leader, their morale would drop quickly. The Terrans though, they had no real leader and were fighting to survive, who cares what they kill. Or how many of their own die.

"With my army and your technology we could quickly take any minor cities, bleeding the capital of troops to rally during the final siege. Together we'd outnumber the ponies anyway, but once we slaughter the rest of the weaker pony scum, they will have no reinforcements."

"Nothing to stand in our way for total domination." Jenser added, letting go of his gun.

"Exactly, with every city we take, more of your numbers will grow, more guns, more men, whilst we grow stronger from feeding from the war. Nothing could stand in our way." The creature replied quickly, rather enthusiastic.

"An unstoppable force, growing all the way. And taking revenge on those who defeated us before." Jenser added again, smiling more. It could work, down with the old. In with the new.

"What do you say, commander? Do we have a deal?" The creature asked. Jenser looked to the bug-pony with an evil grin.

"Where are we going first commander?" He asked. The creature giggled a little.

The Sky Dweller Kingdom, nine days after the war.

Princess Luna was bored. Out of all the things she could have possibly felt at this moment of time, boredom ruled over them all. Being stuck in a small cell with a horn ring on to stop any magic and her wings tied to her sides with rope. She should have felt pain, anger, hatred, fear. They had stormed the castle and killed her guards, then thrown her in prison like a common thief. She'd lost count of the days Luna had been imprisoned like this but she didn't need to, her mane was a mess, she was hungry, thirsty and was angrily staring at a pudddle she had been forced to create herself, she made a point to not breath in the air or look at the other pile she had made. Certainly not something a princess should have to do. No pony had come to check on her, feed her or tell her why she is in prison. But she knew. Revolt. These rebels had taken up arms against a broken Equestria and were trying to bring back their twisted honour. Turning every pony non-dwellen into a rainbow wasn't exactly a common plan that evil partakes in but who was Luna to question a ponies preference, she had tried both sides of the argument numerous times. Neither were above the other. Luna blinked a few times and stared at the yellow puddle. Did she really just turn the Sky Dweller plan into a sexual innuendo, and why was she thinking of her sex life?

Faust she was bored.

The bed she had been given was no silk queen-sized bed of Canterlot castle, but it was more comfortable than her nights on the moon. Not that she was physically there to feel sleeping on moon rock, but she had figured it out by Nightmare Moon's attitude. Her erstwhile self was a lot of evil and hatred, but she still wasn't a morning person. Luna laughed a little at that, for hours at night and hours during wake up she was allowed a rest in her mental fight, as Nightmare Moon was too pissed and without coffee to fight properly, so they just threw insults at each other for a few hours, before the fighting began again. Had Luna been given more time, she probably could have learnt to control her other self. But it had been blasted into rainbows by Bright Haze and the other Elements.

She sneezed a little and silently watched the dust specs fall down from the room back into their original spots, littering the ground. Luna stared for a minute and sneezed again, then trotted over to the barred window and looked outside. The prison was in the lower part of the Dweller city so all Luna ever saw was rain, the clouds underneath the city constantly raining from all the waste the citizens created on a daily basis. She had always wondered how Pegasi could stay so long off the ground without food or water, but their technology was nothing to be looked over. The clouds themselves acted as a filter and turned anything with water in it into pure, fresh water. So ponies were practically drinking their own piss, but it wasn't affecting them in anyw , the water was clean. Food is another matter, certain areas have had specially designed microbes spread across them which gives an area of cloud a soil based texture, how the ground, plant the seed and there you go. Sustainable food. The water technology had always been in the Pegasi reach, but this food idea, seemed relatively new. Cloudscape itself had only just started commercially farming last time she visited. Which was about a year after Kalmor's defeat. So this tech had been made quickly and spread even quicker. Luna made a mental note to ask Celestia or Mother about the technology when she got out. If she got out. Luna had no way of knowing whether it was day or night down here. Her only way was that her horn began to instinctively glow when it was time to raise the moon, and lower it. It was also the only thing that told Celestia Luna was alive, the moon moved around the world. Luna smiled, she was alive at least. Starving and dehydrated. But alive.

She just sorely hoped somepony would get her out before her status of being alive changed.